Touch. Touch is enticing. Intoxicating. Healing. Soothing. Powerful. A new bride slipping into her wedding night bed. A new life emerging and being placed bare on a mother’s chest. Hands wiping tears from a pain filled face. Fingers intertwining in support, love, and encouragement. Touch. People would go to great lengths for a simple touch from Jesus. They knew there was healing power in the touch. Today my hands touched. They didn’t mean to. They started out in a protective barrier. But in  ...

I am a child. I live in the village of Wakisi. Wakisi is in Uganda. Uganda is in a continent called Africa. This is where I am a child. I am a child just like your children. I love to laugh. I go to school. I play. I like to be tickled. I think peek-a-boo is funny. I like to learn new things like patty cake. And I smile when you sing your silly songs at me. But here in my village evil lurks. And it lurks in a place that you wouldn’t expect. It lurks in the sand. In the dry, dry sand. I  ...

I am about to spend 13 days with my friend, and boss for Allume but we prefer the friend definition, Logan! We will be adventuring together with Sole Hope for #blogHope. We are kinda giddy about getting to spend this much time together. So here is the deal with Logan. She is vivacious, dynamic, outgoing, and a risk taker. She speaks from her heart and she speaks her mind. She connects people, attracts people, and has zero fear of meeting people. She is dreamy! Everyone seems to know Logan  ...