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Ojos del Salado Outfitters

I needed work. I became an “Expert Level Expedition Specialist,” guiding strangers up Ojos del Salado while tent walls flapped and the clipboard lied.

Ojos del Salado Outfitters

I needed work. I became an “Expert Level Expedition Specialist,” guiding strangers up Ojos del Salado while tent walls flapped and the clipboard lied.

Author’s Note: Marker Stones

Author’s Note: Marker Stones

Marker Stones is a series of four true stories about signs, suffering, mercy, and how God carries us through what we don’t yet understand.

Author’s Note: Marker Stones

Marker Stones is a series of four true stories about signs, suffering, mercy, and how God carries us through what we don’t yet understand.

The Divine Anhinga – Anna Maria Island Vision

The Divine Anhinga – Anna Maria Island Vision

A chance encounter with a bird on Anna Maria Island became more than a coincidence—it was a divine marker stone, guiding a season of vision, surrender, and revelation.

The Divine Anhinga – Anna Maria Island Vision

A chance encounter with a bird on Anna Maria Island became more than a coincidence—it was a divine marker stone, guiding a season of vision, surrender, and revelation.

Exactly Where the Rain Fell – Katy Trail Flood

Exactly Where the Rain Fell – Katy Trail Flood

A flooded trail became a test of endurance and trust. In mud, rain, and isolation, each step revealed mercy, showing that even when we wander, we’re not alone.

Exactly Where the Rain Fell – Katy Trail Flood

A flooded trail became a test of endurance and trust. In mud, rain, and isolation, each step revealed mercy, showing that even when we wander, we’re not alone.

Frozen Mercy – Walking Madison's Ice

Frozen Mercy – Walking Madison's Ice

Barefoot in winter, wandering Madison, I discovered mercy in unexpected hands, shelter, and small acts of care. Each encounter left a quiet, lasting imprint.

Frozen Mercy – Walking Madison's Ice

Barefoot in winter, wandering Madison, I discovered mercy in unexpected hands, shelter, and small acts of care. Each encounter left a quiet, lasting imprint.

Savage Nights – Walking Manhattan, NYC

Savage Nights – Walking Manhattan, NYC

Walking Manhattan alone, soaked and exposed, I followed signs, met strangers, and witnessed mercy in hidden corners of the city, learning to trust the journey.

Savage Nights – Walking Manhattan, NYC

Walking Manhattan alone, soaked and exposed, I followed signs, met strangers, and witnessed mercy in hidden corners of the city, learning to trust the journey.