If you have read any of my blogs, you know that Jesus gives me life - daily and eternally. So as we enter this season of celebrating His birth, I thought I would tell you how that came to be.  I met Jesus as my Savior when I was a child, about eleven years old.… Continue reading Ragdoll


Being the Jjaja

In Luganda, Jjaja means grandparent.  It is applied to both grandmother and grandfather. My first grandchild is Ugandan and so I was identified as such.  But it also became my choice for a name.  It is often shortened by the children to just Jjaj which I love, because to me, it represents a level of… Continue reading Being the Jjaja


In life, we are constantly comparing things. We compare our clothes, our houses, our cars, our jobs, and even our children. But when we start comparing our identity to that of others, it will certainly lead to problems.  When we compare things, it is almost always to determine what is better and what is less.… Continue reading Just