on the edge of ordinary

I'm in a post-retreat slump.   This morning (Monday), I struggled to wake up, despite having a very quiet, restful day on Saturday. And ...

Tomorrow we are catching trains to our first in-person overnight mission conference in four years. It's 550km north of here, but we get ...

This week, instead of doing my usual work that involves a lot of written word, I've been dwelling in the world of spoken words. I've...

“Professional Development” are words that I knew in my pre-missionary profession. My husband is in charge of this for the staff at the scho...

This photo is of the inside of the front doors of OMF's Hokkaido Centre (language and culture school plus admin centre) which was bui...

My workday yesterday was been bookended by Skype calls.  The first was a monthly editorial meeting with the executive editor of Japan Ha...

Old dog new tricks? Yes, I'm in my mid 40s, but sometimes I do feel like an old dog when it comes to things like learning new things abo...

Yesterday I spent all day getting from the OMF guesthome in Manila to my home. You would think with only a 4 ½ hour flight between Tokyo an...