Today, what the Lord has been doing in my heart all week long, came together in one song. What has been swirling around in my head, floated its way down to my heart, swelled up to my eyes, and fell down my face as this song was sung way out-loud at church this morning. The Little Drummer Boy. Have you ever cried to Little Drummer Boy? I haven't. But I hadn't heard it quite like...
Good morning jet lag. Life is really quiet at 3AM. After sitting in that quiet for a bit and drinking some coffee I've spent a little time putting words to pictures. I didn't have much opportunity to journal while I was in Istanbul for one training and Albania for two training meetings. My time in Istanbul was fairly short, and my down time in Albania was spent in pj's on the couch visiting with our...
I'm not sure which are my real memories, and which memories are there from pictures...but either way I remember my great-grandma Hannah. As a little kid I remember thinking she is very old and we need to be careful around her. I remember her soft voice, her square jawline and that she always wore a hairnet over her silver hair that was arranged in waves on her head. She had pointy glasses that even in...
"The heart of man plans his way, but The Lord establishes his steps." Proverbs 16:9 One of the best moments of these trips is when I finally buckle into my seat on the first flight out of town. That's the moment I quit planning. If it's not packed, I won't have it. If I don't have a spreadsheet for it, a session plan for it, or an emergency plan for it...I will just have to...
Yesterday. "Haley, Haley you are worried and bothered about so many things; but only one thing is necessary..." When Jesus said these things in Luke 10 he was talking to Martha, not me. But, scripture is there to teach us how to know the will of the Father. And as I have been busily worried and bothered by the international and national news, trying to get presentations for my next trip that begins tomorrow ready, as...
I've begun packing again. Not for a trip, but for a move. The move back to Oklahoma. Happy sigh. It was 7 years ago this month that I committed to moving to Texas and beginning that long haul at Seminary. And now as these boxes get taped up, I'm committing to move home. It's kind of hard for me to believe, but it is definitely happening. I have certainly not been shy about how much...
I'm back in Amman, Jordan, sitting on a patio because the weather is beautiful here with highs in the 80s and a really nice breeze, while listening to a sermon podcast on sowing and reaping as the Muslim call to prayer is ringing out overhead. My ankles and hair are showing and I'm feeling a little self conscious. Not everything has gone smoothly on this trip, but it has gone gracefully. I was not surprisingly...
