(This post contains no political messages whatsoever.) Imagine you were lost at sea. You have been adrift for days and days. All around you, you see nothing but sea and sky. What feelings arise as you imagine this? Fear? Desperation? Hopelessness? Imagine your thirst, your hunger. You could paddle, but what’s the point? Paddle to
With very heavy hearts, Sonny and I took the last US evacuation flight out of Liberia on Friday. It was one of the hardest decisions we have ever made. We are quarantining at home, and looking forward to being able to see family and friends when it is safe to do so. Thank you all
School in Liberia is out for the summer, so Sonny and I have come home to spend time with our boys, our family, and friends. It is wonderful to be home for a long visit! I have not had too much culture shock since being home, but I have also avoided Walmart, Costco, fine dining
Such a small word, and yet it can change your life. Â And so it is changing ours. Â During Sonny’s first visit to Liberia in 2007, he audibly heard the Lord ask him to join Him in His work. Â We began to go back to Liberia every year, and with each visit fell more in love
Liberia lost a matriarch last month, and we lost and dear friend. Â Mother Mary Brownell was an extraordinary woman whose legacy will live on for generations. Â The JD Kimber School exists because of Mother Brownell. Â She is pictured here with TRO Board member Sam Clawson. There were many articles written about her when she passed,
