I have only been back at work for two days. Two days.And yet it already feels as if I have stepped straight into a season of dying. I sometimes worry that my writing sounds overly negative, but it is hard to wrap soft words around a place where suffering is…

The past two weeks have been a whirlwind, a mixture of nerves, excitement, and deep encouragement as we officially launched the next phase of Nurse Mentorship Program at Connaught Hospital. We began with a three-day “Basics of Clinical Mentoring” course, which brought together not only our first cohort of ten…

Over the last few months, Ayla and I have found ourselves in another season of preparation: planning, writing, revising, praying, and listening. Together with the team at Connaught Hospital, we’ve been getting ready for the launch of the next phase of nurse mentorship program. And now, after all the meetings,…

I’ve just come back to Sierra Leone after spending a month in the UK, and it got me thinking about all the mundane little differences in life here. Not the big, dramatic ones people expect when they ask “What’s it really like?”, but the everyday quirks that sneak up on…

I wasn’t supposed to be there.Not this year.Not in the tents, not in the fields, not with glitter on my skinand falafel in the air. I came home to rest.And somehow rest,for once,gave me space.And that space took me straight to Greenbelt. Hope in the making.That was the theme.And it…

Yesterday I ran the Scottish Half Marathon, and while it wasn’t my fastest race, it may well have been the one I’m most proud of. Not because of the time on the clock, but because of the shift in perspective it gave me, a reminder of what it means to…

There’s a particular kind of tired that seeps right into your bones. It’s not just the “I didn’t sleep well” tired, or the “I’ve had too many busy days in a row” tired. It’s the kind that settles in after you’ve poured out every ounce of yourself, body, mind, and…

Every time a field service draws to a close, I find myself asking the same question: Is it always this hard? And maybe it has. Or maybe it just feels harder each time, because with every passing year and every passing story, the threads of this life grow tighter around…

There are moments in this work that take your breath away – in both beautiful and devastating ways. For those of us serving off ship, those moments often happen unseen. The ship is, understandably, the heart of the story. It’s where the surgeries take place, where hope is visible and…

There’s something about the unpredictability of mentoring that keeps me both excited and on edge. You never really know how the week will unfold – who will show up, how engaged they’ll be, or whether the seeds you’ve previously planted will have taken root. This particular week, though? It was…