Tough Love Isn’t Punitive

Consequences are Gifts Tough love isn’t punitive. The purpose of tough love is redemption. This means that the consequences that are being faced by the offender should be something that will lead them back to the place that they should be. What does that look like practically from a parental point of view? Today my…

Reaching Cacao

The Day I Pushed a Taxi up a Mountain in Nicaragua Above the cloud forests in Nicaragua is a tiny village where coffee and chocolate grow wild. It is extremely remote and difficult to access. I traveled there recently to explore the viability of a future humanitarian aid project. To say that I don’t like…

Beyond the Border

If You Only Knew; I Believe You Would Have Compassion Tiny shriveled legs dangle lifelessly from a modified stroller that five-year-old Jose uses for mobility. His condition is unknown because it will cost five thousand pesos to undergo his first round of tests. His smile is intoxicating as he reaches out with a tremendous effort…

Aching for Treasures in Heaven

Finding Comfort in Heirlooms and Legacies They Left Behind A lovely, heirloom clock sits prominently on the mantle in my living room. It belonged to my husband’s grandmother. Every hour it announces itself with a music box version of a familiar, classical song. My attention is drawn away to thoughts of her when I hear…

Dancing With Butterflies;The Day I Went AWOL

If you know me or have ever read anything I write, you know that people often respond to the things that I say or do with phrases like “that is just crazy”, “really didn’t think that through, did you?”, and the most common response of all, “I would never do that”. I don’t try to…

Talking to Yourself Out Loud

I can carry on a conversation in my mind for twelve, solid hours on a solo road trip. This is not the kind of conversation where I am anxious or angry, and dwelling on something. (As if I could stay on one topic for more than three minutes)  These are fun and engaging conversations, where…