I don’t like to write about relationships that much.   Scratch that.  I don’t like to write about romantic relationships that much, because for some reason – when the Christian community talks about relationships it always gets a little too intense, a little too fast.  So I am going to…

Her name was Tina.  And I met her at a fleamarket.   I imagine her now, after our little encounter, as God’s birthday present to me, but at the time all I could see was that she had a navy blue ribbon in her hair.   She was middle aged and shorter…

I met Jesus in the bathroom on Friday night.   And He wasn’t alone, actually.   Standing in line at a night club bathroom (yes even missionaries like a little music and a good boogie now and then) I saw a woman, sitting at the end of the sink, handing…

I know you.  You have dreams…
 
I had my dreams as well.
 
When I came to know the Lord, however, all of the things that I wished for my life disappeared into a puff of smoke.  I headed off to become a missionary, instead of a business owner.  …

It’s hard to fathom the feeling of Christmas for someone who hasn’t seen a normal American Holiday in over two years.   Every turkey, every fire cracker, every easter egg all only gathered in the softening memories of childhood.   It’s amazing how quickly one forgets.
 
When my plane landed with…