Welp! It’s been nearly a year since I last posted something on here. Where has the time gone?!
The short answer: senior year happened. We won’t go into the long answer – not completely, anyway. 250 more words
Before getting married I lived in a rural Zulu community for two years where I taught English at a mission school. The Msinga area is a network of valleys joined by the hip-sway of dusty roads that curve round the side of the hills that keep the Tugela River company as it runs on its course to the sea. 640 more words
I am singularly uninspired tonight, battle-weary and fatigued, but I have to write about my Lenten reading: I said I would. And in spite of this blogger being a woman, and in spite of the book being “about” a woman, this is actually a man’s book about real men, about being a good man – or, by contrast, realizing what a defective man is. 613 more words