Category Archives: Following Jesus

Mincaye

There are moments in time when you hear something, and suddenly…..everything around you stills and quiets, your chest tightens just a bit, your heart squeezes, and then the memories begin to flow right down your cheeks in a rushing river of tears. I think every single person that served as a missionary in Ecuador, orContinue reading “Mincaye”

Bananas with Brown Spots

By: Stephanne Morris Marsh, Missionary Kid and TCK (Third Culture Kid) It seems like every day, there is a Facebook craze where people check things off of a list that they either will NOT eat OR exotic things that they HAVE eaten. You know the ones…..It starts out with “How many of the following foodContinue reading “Bananas with Brown Spots”

KEDS (Yes, the white canvas shoes)

By: Stephanne Morris Marsh, Missionary Kid from Ecuador Earlier this fall, there was a story about a little boy in Florida that was a HUGE Tennessee fan. It was spirit day at his school, and children were encouraged to wear a t-shirt to represent their favorite college or college football team.  This little boy tookContinue reading “KEDS (Yes, the white canvas shoes)”

The Hatchback of the Datsun

By: Stephanne Morris Marsh Itineration, or furlough, is something that all missionaries are required to do; and unlike the connotation of the name, “furlough”, is anything but a rest.  Instead, this time period, is hated by most and dreaded by all, at the very least.  Itineration, or furlough, is meant to be a time ofContinue reading “The Hatchback of the Datsun”

The least of these….

By: Stephanne Morris Marsh She was 97 years old. She was wrinkled and hunched over. She didn’t have very many teeth, but she was strikingly beautiful. She had the most gorgeous black eyes that twinkled and sparkled. I saw her as she was walking across the grassy field towards our clinic, and it was almostContinue reading “The least of these….”

How Grace Robbed Me of My Shame (and it can rob you of yours, too)

by: Stephanne Morris Marsh How many of you (you don’t have to raise your hand or answer out loud) either struggle greatly with guilt over things you did in the past, or at times wonder if God could REALLY, truly, actually forgive you with no strings attached and never remember your sin again, or….lay awakeContinue reading “How Grace Robbed Me of My Shame (and it can rob you of yours, too)”

New Year’s Reminds Me of Church

Since it is New Year’s Day, I really can’t let this opportunity escape me to tell you a story about a New Year’s Eve in my childhood. Growing up, my family went to church. A lot. As in, most weeks we were at church a minimum of 5-6 times a week. And that didn’t evenContinue reading “New Year’s Reminds Me of Church”

Christmas isn’t over….there is one last gift…..

by: Stephanne Morris Marsh If you are like me, the day after Christmas is really hard! All of that build up, all of that preparation, and poof! It is done. Over. Gone. If you are feeling a little rumpled in spirit today (a little Anne of Green Gables reference for all of you Anne aficionadosContinue reading “Christmas isn’t over….there is one last gift…..”

Always, Always……Make Sure the Mic is Off

by: Stephanne Morris Marsh You know, sometimes, there are things that are so firmly imprinted in your memory, that you can recall them in extraordinary detail. People say, that with the passage of time, memories can fade, or that with the retelling of the story, details can be greatly embellished. However, I would argue, quiteContinue reading “Always, Always……Make Sure the Mic is Off”