Waves roll gently onto the shallow sand beach as we use our toes to search for sand dollars. Blue water stretches out along the Red Sea. Behind me a craggy mountain meets the blue sky. I breathe in the beauty of creation.  

A few years ago, I flew to a neighboring country to help facilitate a workshop. I felt a bit frumpy walking through the airport with disheveled hair and wrinkled traveling clothes when I noticed that almost all of the women around me were striking...

It is a daily battle between good and better. The moment I open my eyes I have to control the very thought that will direct my hand to reach out for my phone “to see what time it is”. Is it really the time that I want to see, or is it how many lik...

Some mornings in Uganda, my feet hit the tile silently, before chaos inevitably descended. I learned to open the gate with the least amount of disturbance, my flip-flops padding through the dust up our road. My heart hungered for the silence, the ...