Can I be honest? I don’t love the title “missionary.” It’s a word that holds so much history and weight and prejudgement. I feel unqualified for it—like I don’t deserve it. Plus, everyone has their own idea of what a missionary is, and I’m not sure I meet their...
It was just supposed to be a work trip to the north side of Chicago, but since that day in 2015, a piece of my heart seemed to be forever stuck on the corner of Devon and Western Avenue. I think it happened somewhere between walking the streets that made me feel...
Let’s get real about living in Thailand. Real talk…Every time I go to the bathroom at a certain coffee shop in town, I check for snakes.When I speak Thai, I usually say “Thank you” when I mean to say “Hello.” Honestly, it’s confusing for both of us.Once, I almost ran...
