Mama K. In 2010 that was the nickname given to me by a high school student a couple of days into our short-term missions trip to Corozal Town, Belize. Mama K? I was only thirty-eight years old and suddenly college students and post-grads were calling me "Mama K". The first few times that I … Continue reading WHO IS MY COMMUNITY?
For most of my life I have been horrible at good-byes. I really do dread them. I would like to believe that everyone I know and love will never leave so that I can remain closely connected to everyone I have ever cared about. Forever. My husband refers to this as "Wendy's World" - a … Continue reading THE GIFT OF SENDING
My outdoor dining table. It is lovingly referred to as "The Table". And it tells most of my favorite stories. Last year I attended a "Storyline Conference" led by Donald Miller. A guest speaker, Sarah Harmeyer, shared about a desire to really know her neighbors that led her to ask her dad to build a … Continue reading BECAUSE THE SIZE OF YOUR TABLE DOESN’T MATTER
Home is a word that is defined a thousand different ways. Each translation holding significant meaning to the heart that bears the word. "You can take me down to show me your home. Not the place where you live, but the place where you belong." - Toad of the Wet Sprocket, "Something to Say". I heard … Continue reading THE PLACE WHERE YOU BELONG
One of my favorite ways to express love to the people I care about is by feeding them. Nourishing our bodies and our souls through sharing good food and good conversation is one of life's great simple pleasures. This explains my obsession with cooking magazines and cookbooks. Perusing pages of recipes and beautiful foodie photographs … Continue reading LOVING PEOPLE WITH FOOD