I could feel the little pull of my heart like God had a rubber band around it that he tugged on with ever growing tension. A little pull back home to ...
I’m walking the streets of a busy bizarre in Kosovo. There’s a family in front of me begging for change, little children with their hands ...
I was listening to a podcast yesterday on the curvy streets of Albania trying to hold my cookies. An actual crazy man in the driver seat next to me is...
It’s so easy to feel helpless when watching the news and social media about Russia’s invasion of Ukraine. I’m here in a coffee shop ...
The below blog was written about a month ago. I never finished it until now and my words from a month ago are ironically ministering to my heart as I ...
I may have made it the whole year with the World Race without ever defining what “ATL” is and why it has become a lifestyle I can&...
Ok, so I click baited you a bit here, but let me explain because that title isn’t so far from the truth. In 2020 when m...
Picture this. 5 PM. The sun has started its decent, so a harsh bright light floods through the heavy wooden door of our yurt, our only lamp. ...
I’ve been having versions of a similar dream lately. I’m back out on the field crazy and on fire for Jesus and no-one around me m...
For every heart whose fooled by old tradition For melted candlesticks within the sand For all the bodies broken by religion I pray you'd be trans...
