a scribble of jo

where to?

Tag: Ecuador

  • counting minutes

    The year started in a place I didn’t expect: New York. As the hours winded down to the last midnight of 2013, all I could think about was being somewhere else, figuratively. Literally. I was supposed to be at the beach in Ecuador with my sisters’ husbands’ family. I was supposed to be drinking a…

  • home, for now

    I made my way back to Ecuador this past Friday, and it feels like I arrived home. My home. This city in the mountains, my little apartment tucked away on a hill, my sister’s in-laws who make me feel like family, my classroom at school–these are all bits and pieces of the home I’ve come…

  • changes coming

    Not sure how to process all of the changes coming around the corner. . . What course of action does wisdom call for? What steps does faith require one to take? Friday morning I received notice that, as of September 2013, the Alliance Academy will no longer be able to pay salaries through international missionary…

  • a walk home

    I like to walk to school. Whether it’s raining or overcast or just downright foggy as mud, I like to walk to school. Walking home, on the other hand, is a completely different matter. First of all, the walk home is uphill. Second of all, the walk home gradually becomes steeper. Third of all, I’m…

  • kith and kin

    Dearest friends, those kindred spirits, they ease the passage through the darkest waters. Yes, days or weeks or months may pass before we warm our hands over the same fire, but it is a destination worth every minute that leads us there. I’m not privy to that which lasts. When I leave a place, I…