A couple of weeks ago, I went home to Alaska where I grew up. There are so many things I love about being back under my parents’ roof. The smell of clean laundry as soon as you walk in the door. Taco nights, when my brother and his wife come over and everyone teases me for putting...
You know you’re burned out when you can’t even publicly acknowledge for a year that you’re burned out. This November marks one year since I stepped down from my role as worship coordinator at The River, bringing my three-and-a-half-year stint on staff to a...
My family has been responding to crisis for the past four months. In November, my husband Jesús and I rushed Sebastián, our four-month-old, to the emergency room because the radiologist was concerned that his chest x-ray showed either pneumonia or a collapsed lung...