Naming Rights

History is full of well-known names, many times not because of something they did or accomplished, but because their name is on a physical place or building: Alexandria Library, Marshall Islands, JFK International Airport, Martin Luther King, Jr, Drive, Louis Armstrong Stadium, etc. How many children can tell you anything about the person behind the … More Naming Rights


To go through a new door, one must close another — this is one of the bittersweet parts of the grief journey. I’m trying a new approach though…keeping the door of the past open at least vicariously through my children! I know, it’s cheating, but at least it helped me get through what is a … More Doors

Never Grown Up

I have always had a hard time calling my elders by their first name. Some people in my life will always be Mr. or Mrs. That’s just the way it is — can’t help it. Even though I’m now Mrs…to those younger than me, I cannot bring myself to call certain people in my life … More Never Grown Up

From Father to Son

Today I received two special gifts — both were flowers, and both were in honor of Mother’s Day in the Middle East. You see…I’m a Middle Eastern mother, in case you didn’t know. 🙂 Technically, I’m not Middle Eastern, but I did give birth to both my children in the Middle East, so I think … More From Father to Son


I’m actually sitting outside on my patio to write this post, thrilled at the warmth of the sunshine on my shoulders (you can hum the song if you’re old enough), and the brightness of the day. Though I was very sad that I had no daffodils to bloom this year, God did grant me the … More Spring

The Bridge Builder

My husband used to play a game with groups when he was speaking. He would have them say a word — any word, that came to mind, and he would build a bridge to the Gospel. He didn’t just have a gift, he practiced a lot! I miss hearing from him the stories of those … More The Bridge Builder

I can identify…

I had one of those odd experiences that come during the grief walk. A friend’s father had passed away, so I went to the funeral home for visitation. It was the same funeral home where I said goodbye to the two greatest men in my life this last year…even the same room. I could not … More I can identify…

Two Timothies

Tonight I looked at a stage where I stood, almost three years ago to the day, speaking to a group of women about how to reach Muslim women for Christ. I remember being nervous, because Raouf was with me — and not speaking — and I was always a bit intimidated by his presence. However, … More Two Timothies