This past weekend I went on a Young Life Training Retreat. Nearly 20 of us Young Life staff and volunteers traveled the windy road between Jarabacoa and Constanza until we reached this big ol' cabin in the woods where there was no WiFi and hardly any running water. There was, however, a giant table big … Continue reading Not Sad, but Perhaps Overwhelmed
One of my favorite things I got to do this summer was worshiping in English. I love worshiping in Spanish, as well, but there is just something beautiful and powerful about worshiping in your heart language. My favorite song to sing with a bunch of teenagers and my staff was "King of My Heart" (above). … Continue reading Promises made and kept
Five years ago yesterday I moved to the Dominican Republic. It was four days after ending my first summer with YouthWorks. Wendy and Jenn - women that at the time I had never met but who have become extremely important to me over the past five years - picked me and my two suitcases (just … Continue reading Happy Anniversary, Dominican Republic!
The past two weeks have been a freaking whirlwind. So much so that when I got two whole days off in a row this weekend I decided I was going to do nothing responsible except for rest. Even though because of the whirlwind of the past two weeks I have plenty of other responsibility-type things … Continue reading Wednesday Snapshots
This weekend a guy showed up at the hostel to stay in the bunk room. We chatted for a bit - he told me a little about his experience teaching in Honduras - and I went on my way. The next morning we talked for a good while about politics, teaching English, culture, and managing … Continue reading Leftovers, perspective, and comfort zones
I cried three times yesterday. The first time needs a backstory. We had a group rent the entire villa (the main building of the hostel) yesterday. As part of a private rental we offer charcoal and lighter fluid for the super nice BBQ. I had seen lighter fluid earlier in the week so, silly me, … Continue reading This hard, uncomfortable, frustrating, overwhelming, abnormal, really great life
I'm moving tomorrow. Yesterday I sat on my couch and nearly cried thinking about moving by myself. Here's the thing, though - I'm not moving by myself. My friends Quel and Carli (along with Carli's super helpful and super fun daughters) are totally moving with me. Not to mention my friend of a friend and … Continue reading Two things