Take Heart

      A pohutukawa tree clung to a boulder on a border between land and sea.  The ocean tide comes and goes. The wind thrusts and blows. What is such a vulnerable tree doing in such a risky spot? I often wonder that myself– why I put myself in harm’s way. Why do...

Dear Diary

This was my last view of Kansas City when I was 12. That was seven years ago as of tomorrow. My parents, my brother Jordan and I had all lived there for four months alongside the International House of Prayer (IHOP) where my parents were staffing a DTS. A whirlwind of...

Tiptoes

Tiptoeing around edges of my past Wondering, ever wondering Are ten months enough to forsake my home… For, it sounds like a trumpet’s lost echo      rather than current           reality.   Former days whisper      the SUV there, shouting about my faraway friend...

Don’t Forget your Roots

It’s hard for me to write on my blog right now.  First full day back in my hometown of Kona, Hawaii after almost ten months. I do not yet understand why I’m so hesitant to type. Commence writing– in order to discover why for you and me.   Emotions run...