DTS: A Day in the Life

Now that I’ve experienced a full “typical week” here at Holmsted Manor, I can knowledgably explain what a “day in the life” looks like here: 7:15 a.m.: My alarm goes off. My alarm clock isn’t in arm’s reach, so I hop out of bed and turn it off as quickly as I can to keep ...

DTS: Hearing God’s Voice

I came to England with several hopes for these six months. One of them was to experience God in undeniable ways. That desire grew during our first week, as “hearing the voice of God” became a major topic of conversation and practical application. In an upcoming blog, I will describe in detail a “day in ...

DTS: Meeting Holmsted

Yesterday, I arrived at Holmsted Manor, my home for the next three months. It is an old house, but large and stately and beautiful. And cold. Thankfully, though, I’m used to living in a cold house. This house is pictured above, but here it is again in a photograph taken by my very own camera: ...

She and I

All pronoun shifts are purely intentional. She clings to the side, so far down that day and night carry the same grayness. Darkness seems to reign above and below. She’s not getting any closer to the top. Her hands are dry and cracked, her fingernails choked brown. It’s everything she can do to hold onto ...