KellyFaith

It's hard enough to present our ministry to potential supporters without the added embarrassment that comes from just being prone to calamity and general stupidity. Trust me. This is something I am all-too familiar with these days. This week we were invited into the home of a pastor and leader of a young adult program to discuss ways we could partner with them in ministry. I mean we're talking serious God-business here. Leave it to me to find some way to humiliate myself and come off... Read Full Story

This evening, as I wait for a batch of whoopie pies to come out of the oven, I'm feeling a little homesick. For those of you who don't know, whoopie pies are a traditional Mennonite dessert that is so sweet and delicious they absolutely inspire the soul (seriously, they are that good). But for me, whoopie pies conjure up memories of our time in Honduras. Think it's strange that a dessert that is so absolutely opposite to Central American cuisine should remind me of Honduras? Well, if you... Read Full Story

The chaos has been a little more chaotic lately, so I haven't written in a while. To be honest, I haven't really been inspired to write anyway. I guess that's why I'm not a "real" author. I find it hard to write when I haven't been struck with the impulse to do so. But my most adoring fan (better known as PK) has insisted that our admiring public is distraught over my lack of communication in the past few weeks. Truthfully, I am not convinced that anyone other than him and my mother ever... Read Full Story

I asked a our missionary mentor yesterday how you know when you're doing what God wants and not what your own heart desires. Sometimes I try to forget we ever went to Honduras, just so I don't feel the pressure of speculating if we'll ever return. And sometimes when I feel like we haven't made much progress, I try to prepare my broken heart for the inevitable possibility that we won't. I even try to convince myself if I truly love those kids, I should leave the ministry to other more... Read Full Story

"I love it when we have communion. It's like a little snack during church." I feel the need to justify this statement by saying that CT does in fact know the deep meaning and symbolism behind partaking in the sacrament of the Lord's Supper. He just also sees it as further proof of God's "awesomeness" that it also happens to hold him over until lunchtime. Read Full Story

Last night I went to have my hair dyed (I know, hard to believe, right?). Below is a transcript of the conversations I overheard the stylist at the next chair having with her customers during several long hours in the chair (hey, this kind of beauty doesn't just happen!). Seriously, I could not make this stuff up. [Gentleman 1 enters and is escorted to the chair] Stylist:  Hi, how are you? [Apparently, not understanding that this is a rhetorical question, the man answers.] Gentleman... Read Full Story

...the cat, not Stallone. CT has a new pet parakeet. I like having a parakeet in the house. He's always cheerful and there's no better way to wake up than to a happy chirping bird. Even on the gloomiest days, a fluttering little blue bird lifts my spirits. So, you can imagine my disappointment to find that our newest family member is more than a little dull. Domino is a cute little guy...mostly black and white with a shocking blue tail. He's still a baby and his people skills could use... Read Full Story

Yesterday was our church's mission Sunday. Ever missionary and ministry our church is involved in is represented. I spent most of the day manning our table display, where we chatted with anyone who would stop long enough to listen. I especially liked getting to know the other ministries and missionaries. How exciting that God has called each of us to his work in so many different ways! I enjoyed the day, but I do have to admit that it wore on my heart after the first hour and I was... Read Full Story

It's a teenage rite of passage...at least it was for me. On Thursday, CT got his new braces.But I'm having a hard time with this particular puberty ritual. It's not just that it costs $6000 and our dental insurance doesn't pay a dime (By the way, is there anyone else outraged that insurance companies don't have to cover orthodontics when 90% of kids need them?). It just one more visible sign that he's not my baby boy anymore. I was relieved when he was out of diapers and thrilled when he... Read Full Story

We are missionaries! I would have never dreamed that I wold grow up to be a missionary. But here we are ready to follow where God leads. PK and I drove to WGM headquarters in Indiana (with a quick stop for deep-dish pizza in Chicago) last weekend for the finale to a long a series of tests, psych evaluations and mountains of paperwork--the interview. After a Bible exam that the disciples themselves would have had trouble passing, we were intimidated to say the least. One thing we've... Read Full Story