When I met Jesus almost 11 years ago, I never dreamed how much better life could possibly be. I never expected to fall in love with people again. I never expected to learn so much about life. I never expected to study A book as much as the Bible. I never expected all of the tests. I thought those days were long past.

As it turns out, every day has been a learning experience. So it stands to reason, that once in a while, The Lord will throw a test my way. It doesn’t matter if it’s a pop quiz or a midterm. There will be a test. Will I be ready?

I believe this week, the Lord has given me a test. Due to hurricane Matthew, the beautiful nation of Haiti is faced with devastation once again. Who knows how many people will be lost this time? Every time I see a new story, I hear the Lord  whisper, “What will you do michelle? Will you look on with sadness? Will you donate money and feel good and then carry-on as if nothing has happened? Or will you stop sitting on your hands and get up and go? Will you be my hands and my feet and my compassion  and my Mercy?”

And there are some things, some lessons that I have studied so many times in these last 11 years that have sunken so deeply into my soul that I don’t need to pray about if I should go,  I just need to start planning when to go. 

And for this moment, my heart is at peace because the answer is yes Lord send me. And I have passed the test. 

14 What good is it, my brothers, if someone says he has faith but does not have works? Can that faith save him? 15 If a brother or sister is poorly clothed and lacking in daily food, 16 and one of you says to them, “Go in peace, be warmed and filled,” without giving them the things needed for the body, what good is that? 17 So also faith by itself, if it does not have works, is dead. (‭James‬ ‭2‬:‭14-17‬ ESV)


Happy FiveMinuteFriday

Thankful_January 17

I’m spending a year writing about being thankful. It’s my word for 2015. And today is a double dose because yesterday was FMF. So yeah. Thankful.

3 Witnessed Blessings

46. Everyday, I get to do this crazy surgical job. I get to meet people of all ages, races, and cultures. I get to converse with them and hear tiny snippets of their stories. I get to witness their lives when they are hard. What a privilege.

47. To step outside the USA and step into the poorest nations in the world to witness the joy people have. Being rich really has nothing to do with money. It has to do with being loved, respected, cared for.

48. Combine the surgery with the folks in the poorest nations and witness the dignity of the least waiting patiently, sometimes for many years, for God to show up with their healing. And when their healing arrives? Witness the indescribable joy when they look in a mirror. Witness the shock and awe as they realize they can see, really see!

A Gift Bringing Laughter, Prayer, Quiet

49. I’m going home today. To Pennsylvania. To family. To good times. To laughter as we try to spring my mom from rehab that isn’t really rehab because she’s doing so well after her bilateral knee replacements. Hallelujah!

50. I have missions on my mind. All of a sudden. Particularly Haiti. I’ve been there 4 times. I feel her calling out to me again. I keep bumping into her on the world wide web through blogs I follow. I’m exploring options. I’m praying.

51. I’ve been awake since 3:40am, anticipating the alarm that was set for 5am to wake me for my trip home to Pennsylvania today. I love how absolutely still and quiet the world is during the last watch of the night.

His… Michelle
Philippians 1:20

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five minute friday: tree

Every Friday, a group of like minded individuals gathers over @thegypsymama’s to write unscripted, unedited masterpieces for the sheer joy of writing. The only hard, fast rule is to leave comment love on the blog prior to your own.

This week the word is tree.


It all started with the memory of a tree in Africa, my missionary dream. The memory of that one acacia tree led to multiple adventures in the USA, Haiti, Uganda, Guinea, and Congo. It opened the door to the possibility of reaching out to people who need help. The dream of the tree has come full circle as I’ve come home and learned to reach out to people wherever I am. One little memory of a tree. How cool is that?


His… Michelle

Here’s how I’m earning my keep while visiting my brother and his family: