In June of 2014, by way of the world race, I found myself on top of a mountain in Swaziland- but it would be more accurate of me to say I lost myself and found Jesus there. I left Swaziland with more questions than answers and a broken heart for a nine (now ten) year old little, Ntsiki. Swaziland changed my life’s story…
This blog is a collection of stories and adventures, pretty things and things that break my heart. It’s about friendships and family, and ministry and second chances. It’s about life, mostly life after Swaziland (but you can do some digging and find pre-race stories) and learning to be more like Jesus.
I hope you’ll find some words here that challenge you, some words that comfort you, and some words that make you want to share your story with me.
I’m so glad you’re here