How The World Race Has Changed My Life
How has the World Race changed my life? Honestly, this is a hard question to answer. How hasn't it changed my life is more like it but as I still p...
How has the World Race changed my life? Honestly, this is a hard question to answer. How hasn't it changed my life is more like it but as I still p...
As this year comes to a close it is very much bittersweet. We are currently in Jordan our last country before we begin our journey back home. I real...
*Readers Discretion Advised* *Graphic/Offensive Content* “If anyone comes to Me and does not hate his father and mother, wife and c...
I'm cold, worn, beaten and tattered. My feet hurt, and my hips are screaming with fiery agony with every step. No matter how much weight I ditch or w...
(Photo from google) It's early in the morning, the sun gently peeks over the horizon as fresh dew blankets the meadow while I engage in a morning e...
Ah...once again it intimidatingly stares down at me for the hundredth time. At this point I'm seemingly immune to it's taunts as I casually put one ...
Here we are huddled together; it's the final stretch, the final play. It's 4th and 15 and we need only one more goal to win. We're tired, worn out, ...
I think one of the biggest struggles, as one who believes and follows God, is probably one of the simplest things we can actually do. Someth...
It came out of nowhere. An endless stream of ugly face tears pouring profusely from my eyes, saturated to the point of fogginess. Simply enough. I w...
Pitch your tent. A random phrase that just popped within my mind the second week here while with my team here at our wonderful adobe. Here's some ...