Dear Friends and Family,
Consider this blog post your personal Christmas/New Years letter.
This day last year, we were in Dubai waiting for our next flight to come to Africa. Wow. Was that really a whole year ago? How do I summarize what this last year has meant to all of us? There has been so much growing, so much learning and many experiences to look back on. Read more
Most of what I share here is just life from my perspective as a mom and nurse. But while being a mom, working in the clinic, or visiting families in nearby villages is a large part of my world here in Zambia, it only represents a very small fraction of what goes on here at Riverside. So much more is being done by a faithful team of workers, and I want to share some of that with you too. Read more
Before I write this next post, I feel the need to explain why I write. It’s more for my own sort of therapeutic outlet, really, rather than for your entertainment. But sometimes I let you peek into my heart through these words. I write because these are the moments I don’t want to forget. These are the moments burdening my mind and I want to sort them out in words. These are the moments I want to praise God for. These are the moments I want to look back on and say, “He was faithful!” These are the moments that if I cling to, will help me get through another difficult time and I can say with confidence, “He did then, and He will reveal His power now!”
And so this is why I write. And for these reasons I am sharing this very recent experience with you too. Read more
This is a story that has laid heavy on many hearts here at Riverside. It starts with a mother’s worst tragedy, a community coming together to care, and ends with intense prayers for her continued hope and survival. Due to the content of this material, please be advised before reading to children. Read more
I’m not sure if these women are just genetically made better for birthing babies, if they are part superwoman with incredible strength, or if 90% of the women I’ve labored in my hospital career (myself included) are just wimpy. Read more
Today kinda started Thursday, a week ago, like this…
“Baby it’s cold outside!” I can’t remember if I just said or actually sang those words as Craig and I huddled under 3 layers of blankets–but the tune was in my head and the draft coming from the window made me think of Christmas. Read more
All you nursing colleagues out there… do you remember that feeling when you first got out of nursing school? Do you remember what your first 6 months on the job felt like? Read more
“Daddy’s home!!!!!!!” Wesley screamed! Sienna jumped off my lap and Shayla raced to finish the last line in her school work. The next 45 minutes no one thought about the lonely week without daddy around, nor the fact that it was now an hour passed supper time. After a much needed (and I mean by a few days) scrub in the shower, Craig sat in the living room with the rest of us crowded around, to look at pictures and hear the stories of his trip to the Western Province of Zambia. Read more
A couple days ago I was walking down our long dirt road– contemplating a few ideas about the difference between joy and happiness. Happiness, and what brings us happiness, can be fleeting. But, joy, on the other hand, is “the fruit of the Spirit” in our lives. Right? Anyway, the technicalities of these words were on my mind and I tried to picture the difference between the two.
Fast forward to… this afternoon. Today I saw my picture. Read more