My attempt to be an authentic woman in an inauthentic world
Posted in Africa, Grace, Life, Motherhood on May 11th, 2018
Grieving is a funny thing.
It’s amazing how you can be rolling along, smelling roses and such, and all of a sudden…BAM…it hits you. It comes out of nowhere, this longing for the old normal, and how unsteady you feel in the new normal. Maybe it’s a conversation with a friend or colleague, or maybe you’re [...]
“Our significance is measured by the size of the cause that we live for and the price we are willing to pay to accomplish it.” – John York
Two years ago I felt a little nudge. Not just me, but my husband, Joel, as well. It was subtle at first – like someone tapping on my [...]
Growing up in Africa, Sundays meant long, bumpy trips off the beaten path to get to church. During the rainy season, heaps of red clay and dirt roads would turn into miles of thick, muddy paths. On one particular Sunday, our car got stuck in the mud. We were out in the middle of nowhere, [...]
Posted in Africa, Life, Motherhood on Aug 10th, 2011
A week ago I was flying across the country to meet up with three of my high school BFF’s. We had been planning this reunion for months, and the excitement of seeing these sweet friends had me up all through the night. I knew it was going to be a wonderful weekend, but I had [...]
The feeling of anticipation was palpable. Prince Charles was coming to Kenya. I was barely a teenager then, but I remember it well: the buzz, the excitement, the “I wonder if I’ll catch a brief glimpse of royalty?” type feelings. So it was not surprising when my dad came home for dinner with a royal [...]
Once upon a time I was a model. Try as you might to find a picture of me hidden in the pages of an outdated fashion magazine or in a pile of resume head-shots, you will only end up disappointed (perhaps) and confused. Stating, “I was a model” is using the term “model” very loosely. [...]
Africa. Experiences.
Even thinking about it now takes me back to the smell of chai and mandazis. I can almost taste the rich aromas of the coffee and tea plantations we drove by daily to get to school and church. Or the not-so-pleasant stench of “goat city” that, we too, had to drive through to get [...]
Experiences.
I wish I could say that I have always appreciated the life story God chose for me. Take my childhood in Africa, for example. God in His infinite wisdom called my parents/family to Kenya. I have spent a lot of time wondering of what use my experiences could be: a good party story or outrageous [...]
Welcome to my blog. My name is Amy, and I wear a lot of different hats: wife, mother, daughter, sister, missionary, teacher, friend...and the list goes on. Life is a balancing act, and one I do not excel at. I find that each new season brings about more opportunities to learn, grow and allow God to continue the refining work in me. The pages of this blog are a glimpse into the lessons I am learning and the journey I am taking. I hope you enjoy!