Our three young scholars working hard … and their morning World School teacher, selflessly grading AN ALGEBRA...

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We woke up this morning in central Morocco to the LIGHT, whole splashes of COLOR and BEAUTY outside … and inside our current residence. Glorious. At breakfast — over tea and chocolat chaud — we decided to reflect on this LIGHT during Advent. We plan to produce an Advent...

We say goodbye — for now — to Brooke and Max, our hosts and new friends in Casablanca. With them … W helped string garlands around their Christmas tree, we ate (awesome) tajine poulet, imagined Lebron James as a baby, traded movie lines, laughed and laughed at Max’s...

I just got off a Facetime call with friends, normally a Friday morning routine back home. So grateful to be able to do this with them — and so grateful for friends who are with us on this journey … who also know their way around Mac photo software …. One of these men...

The coffee shop outside our current residence in Morocco offers a wide variety of teas, an array that seems to cater to a diverse community of internationals in the city. I wanted *Moroccan* tea, but it wasn’t on the menu. I engaged in some conversational gymnastics with the waiter...

We fly to Morocco in a few minutes … but not after some school in the waiting area. We’re working through our first pangs of HOMESICKNESS. Thankful for this whole journey — to places, and through our...

Happy Thanksgiving from southern France! Through a Heavenly set of circumstances, we were introduced to Jason, Angie, Lillia, Caleb, Micah, Andrew, and Ariana just over 36 hours ago. Since then, THEY HAVE EMBRACED US and WELCOMED US IN TO THEIR LIVES. Basketball practice. Pizza. Games of...

An Open Letter to Family, Friends, and Our Thieves: We are doing fine. We are deeply grateful for your prayers, your emails, and how so many of you are sharing similar emotions of shock, anger, sadness — and hope. I want to share some of our experience from the last day and a half. I...

While eating lunch at a Barcelona rest stop, our car window was shattered and everything inside was taken. Laptops. Cameras. Clothes from weekend trip to Barcelona. Backpacks with whole trip mementos. Passports and credit cards NOT taken. These items were in our possession. Family feeling...

H and I went to an FC Barcelona soccer match together — tonight — for his 11th birthday. We were so close to the field, I could see the evening dew on the players’ cleats. Barcelona currently has one of the greatest complete soccer teams in a generation. (Ever?) One of the...