I’m home. Last week I attended Missions College which is a yearly conference, you guessed it, about missions. The first one I attended in 2020 right before the pandemic was the catalyst behind the book I’m writing. God met me there and made clear what He wanted me to do. This year, He gave me
Beeda Speis loves to travel. She’s been to multiple states across the U.S. She’s been to Canada, Mexico, and several countries in Europe. Since the pandemic, her travel plans have been scaled back, but she still manages to get out and about.
Even going to Mississippi can become an adventure when you find yourself stuck in Jackson without any transportation.
It’s her hope that she eventually begins traveling to more remote areas to collect God stories for her book series, “When God Gives Me Goosebumps.”
A week and a half ago, I took an unexpected trip to Mississippi to see my daughter. The trip was a learning experience that opened my eyes to several specific things that are wrong with the world today. I believe they all fall under the heading of “compassion,” or rather, “lack of compassion.” We’ll see
I got home from work Friday late afternoon and didn’t leave the house the entire weekend because of how bad I felt (week 3 if you’re keeping track), so when my husband asked if I wanted to go for a ride (on his motorcycle) Monday afternoon I didn’t hesitate to say “Yes!” I’ve been trying