"One's destination is never a place, but always a new way of seeing things." - Henry Miller

"How many days will you be in London?" asks the customs official.

I recently discovered the unexpected joy of being lost. Last month, I traveled to London to meet my husband, who was in Europe on work, for a short but very sweet mini-vacation. With little time to plan or book anything, this trip was more about experience than activity. And I discovered that when in doubt about what to do or where to go when traveling, sometimes it's best to just wander.

Imagine if Jesus had a zero tolerance policy. We would all be screwed. Yet he never turns his back on us. He always welcomes us, with open arms. And in return, Jesus does not call us to judge, he calls us to love. To love your neighbor as yourself.

Thank you, dads.

I don’t write as much as I would like to these days. A lot has changed in my life over the past year and a half, and while it’s full in the best of ways, it is also very busy.

I’ve also stepped back from writing because of the change in our country over the past year and half. You may have noticed that public discourse on social platforms has not been the most courteous as of late. To be honest, it’s just plain discouraging and I haven’t really wanted to be a part of it. After the election last year, I was depressed. I was in shock. I was angry. I don’t think I could have expressed myself well, most certainly not civilly or kindly. So I was quiet. Silent.

But silence doesn't change anything. And in some cases, I think it can actually hurt.

“Folks are usually about as happy as they make their minds up to be.” - Abraham Lincoln