On one of the first mornings at Lausanne, we ate breakfast in the hotel cafe and struck up a conversation with a chap named Andy from the U.K. He is delightful and we discussed ministry, his writing, and life. Though we ate breakfast each morning in the same cafe, we...
Leif and I made our way safely to Capetown in a blur of time zones that leave us looking outside and wondering what time it is and whether or not it even matters. We’re staying at The Granddaddy Hotel—a mod hotel in downtown a few blocks from where the Lausanne World...
