There will come a time you'll see with no more tears
And love will not break your heart but dismiss your fears
Get over your hill and see what you find there
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair

-Mumford & Sons

The soundtrack of this place is the rain, and the timbre ranges from raucous to sweet. The only umbrella you need is a no-fear-attitude of getting wet (or your custom Solomon Islands umbrella made from banana leaves that triples as an umbrella, placemat for food, or sleeping mat - your choice).

Reading the Bible in a different language has been giving me a global perspective of God - how awesome is it that he understands every language, that he knows not only the names of every single one of us, but also our worries, our concerns, our needs, our joys? No matter if we live in a little village on the outskirts of Honiara, Solomon Islands, or in downtown New York City. He is God, and he cares for us. He cares. Doesn't it just make you wanna shout?! I am so humbled and blown away by His love.

People know so much pain and hurt in this life. I wish I could wrap each abandoned child up in a blanket of truth and hope, and pour words of love over the wounds of those I meet. I want my heart to be reflective - a mirror of Christ's heart.


This is all going by way too fast - sometimes I wish I could freeze time just so I could actually take the time to etch these pictures and these moments into my brain and my memory.

I love the Islands.