Legacy or Legend?

I’m a fan of building new things—I love it in fact. I’m not really a maintainer of projects. I think I’d probably die doing that. Or something slightly less dramatic, perhaps. I guess I’ve always seen the achievement of one goal as an excellent stepping stone onto the next one. Once we’ve got there I’m…

Hi, my name’s Sarah and I’m a recovering Martha.

Every time I read the story of Mary and Martha I feel sorry for Martha. Don’t get me wrong, the message of the story isn’t lost on me, I just know that I’m her over and over again. Trying to make a good thing happen, but often missing the point. I picture her sitting in…

Living in a lifeboat.

I don’t know about you, but sometimes I catch myself valuing people more for how they make me feel than simply for who they are; I can be guilty of enjoying what I get from them more than what I give. It happens a little too often, if I’m honest. Occasionally I might get it…

The car is my prayer room.

Driving around Burundi it occurs to me just how beautiful the world is; rolling hills with vivid shades of green fresh from the rainfall, peaks and valleys sculpting the breathtaking landscape of this precious country, laughing children playing along the roadside laughing and pointing as they see the “Muzungu” drive past, bright bursts of colour…

Tell me your story.

There’s something special about hearing someone’s story. Our mind engages with stories much like it engages with music; it’s more than just random noise, it has meaning and resonates with our heart. Some days I feel like I was created just to make friends with people, and today was one of those days. It was…

Ghana

A week in Ghana is really not long enough, I don’t want to leave. But I came here with a mind cluttered with thoughts and stresses and will return home with slightly more simplicity, so for that I am grateful. I hope it lasts. What strikes me most as I start the long drive back…

One.

So as I get ready to go home and get back to life as I more generally know it, I am feeling a little overwhelmed. It is not in the least bit unusual I suppose. But my “fix-it” mind doesn’t cope well with knowing that I can’t actually fix it. The scale of the problem is huge….

The Problem of Pain

I’ve been reading C.S Lewis’ “The problem of pain” while I’ve been away. (Yes Nate, I did borrow it from your bookshelf!) For the last few years, after dealing with mum being ill and also after following a lot of what has been happening in Zimbabwe, I feel like I have intensely wrestled with the…

Watertanks and Mushrooms

Yesterday was a day of meetings. All very helpful, but not so fun to write about. Today, was a trip to the North West of Rwanda, right on the border of Uganda. I was exploring options for future teams to come out and support the work of Moucecore (a Tearfund partner). One option: help the…

Aeroplanes and Communities

“The saddest thing about life in the UK is that for most people, if they want an egg or some milk they’ll go to the shops.” When someone said that the other day I didn’t quite get why that was sad – until i thought back to when I was little and I’d go an…