Hello, Friends, I’d like to give a warm welcome to my new subscribers. It’s great to have you on the journey with me! I hope you enjoy the stories about my life in Nigeria. Please feel free to respond to my posts directly on the website. Or, you can email me privately and let me know how you’re doing. This month, it’s taking a little longer to write my next childhood story. In the meantime I’ve written a short devotion…
In my last semester as a Business Major at Fresno State, I dreamed of having my parents fly home for graduation. But they weren’t due from Nigeria for a furlough for another year. The gals in my Bible study group said they’d pray, but could God really help? Did He even care?
Guess what? I’m excited to share with you about the special event, Truth4TCKs 2021, for Christian third culture kids! Back when I transitioned from the boarding school in Nigeria to a public high school in California, I felt lost and alone. I was a stranger in my home culture and I really could have used a conference like this for TCKs. But first, who are third culture kids or TCKs? A TCK is a person who has lived within two…
Dad ran a hand over his stubbled chin as he stepped into the kitchen of our mission home in Nigeria. “Marcy, there’s a plane coming tomorrow. Do you have any cookies to send to Kent Academy for Larry and Debbie?” Mom dried her hands on the towel beside the sink and crinkled her forehead. “Oh, Herb! We ate the last of the brownies with our afternoon tea.” “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier.” Dad rubbed Mom’s weary back. “I’ve…
After getting a cast on my arm for a broken wrist, I used it as a weapon against bullies. That helped me learn to stand up for myself.
The morning sunlight streamed through the crack at the side of the curtain, and I blinked my eyes awake. As I sat up in bed, pain shot through my right arm. Even wrapped in a cloth bandage, my right arm throbbed from when I fell off the monkey bars the day before, on the playground at the boarding school for missionary kids in Nigeria. I scooted to the edge of my lower bunk in the dormitory and slid my feet…
Today, February 18, is my dad’s birthday. When I was a child, I thought all famous men were born in February! Dad passed away in November 2015, and a few months later I began writing my childhood stories. Here’s one of the first memories I documented but am just now publishing. Let me know what you think of The Shiny, White Truck… The morning sun blazed through the African sky at our mission station in central Nigeria, as I grabbed…
At boarding school I got hurt while playing on the monkey bars when a friend gave me some advice, meaning to help, but it backfired on me.
For many years I dreamed of doing extraordinary work for the Lord, but felt relegated to living an ordinary life. Then I found my tribe.
Earlier this year I posted on my blog the story titled, “I Tested Positive for COVID-19 Antibodies.” Here’s a recap along with additional news. In April, one month after Shelter In Place regulations began, my doctor’s office emailed their patients that plenty of antibody tests were available. The doctors recommended everyone who was now healthy but had recently been sick or had traveled, to get the test done. That week, my husband, Chris, and I drove to the lab for…