When Brian and I moved to Uganda we had enough money to set up our house and live sparingly for the first few years. We did not have...

The holidays are in full swing in the Bandelman home. The tree has been trimmed, the stockings are hung, and anticipation is running high...

It’s Thanksgiving! The one holiday of the year that really is just about being FULL of thanks. Celebrating the goodness of God with a...

This week’s blog is to Christ followers. Do you ever feel like you just don’t fit in with the culture of the day? Well guess what!? You...

My mom always talked about writing her memoirs, and she had some great stories to tell. She grew up in Colorado in the 1930s. She used to...

I threw a pair of scissors in the rubbish. They were just a pair of cheap Dollar Tree scissors that had long ago lost their sharp edges....

Fall is my favorite season. I enjoy the foggy mornings that morph into cool, crisp, sunny afternoons, the red, yellow, and orange of the...

Noah recently asked me how I know someone is my friend. That’s a tough question because friends come in a variety of shapes and sizes....

I like to write. I would rather write than talk, and those who know me know I love to talk. But there is something satisfying about being...

A bouquet of yellow roses caught my eye, and a flood of memories flashed through my mind! My dad loved yellow roses, and I love my dad....

The front veranda is for those just passing by, but the rear veranda is for those who are lingering. It’s a place of gathering as the day...