Welcome to my wandering brain
Where am i?
I’m not going to Papua New Guinea now. What happened?
Who is Isaac, and why are you haunting me??
Just a few days ago, a friend shared an excerpt from a book they were reading and I haven’t been able to sleep well since
Let’s give gratitude
What happens when two introverted engineers has a booth at a craft fair?
My first time ever to try and sell any of my crafts and what a joyful experience it was
Defying natural laws
On my way home from my last trip to PNG, I had to stay overnight in Port Moresby, the capital of PNG.
I had some time to kill before my hotel room was ready so I went to the cafe in the lobby and with all tables occupied, I asked a business man with laptop open if I could share his table.
100% Assurance, 0% Faith
I would be a liar if I told you I am 100% certain, no doubt anywhere in my mind that I’m supposed to be going to Papua New Guinea.
But there has been something that kept stirring inside me ever since hearing about Ramu Valley Academy and taking my first trip there to help build a house for an incoming teacher.
But how do I make sense of this feeling?