by Emlee Taylor | Sep 23, 2017 | Emlee Taylor: Missionary Mom
Sometimes, for no apparent reason, I just miss my son. It will be hard to breathe and my heart literally aches with the heaviness of wanting to wrap my arms around him. Most days, I am used to this new normalcy. Yet, sometimes I gasp tears of sorrow, desperate to hug...
by Emlee Taylor | Sep 16, 2017 | Emlee Taylor: Missionary Mom
Perception is like painting a scenery—no matter how beautifully you paint, it will still be a painting of the scenery, not the scenery itself. ~Abhijit Naskar, Human Making is Our Mission: A Treatise on Parenting I am proud to be a member of The Church of Jesus...
by Emlee Taylor | Jul 29, 2017 | Emlee Taylor: Missionary Mom
We are swamped, overwhelmed, and stretched to our utmost capacity. Many of us simply do not have anything in the tank to give to others. A couple years ago, I went through a period of severe trial. There were months and months of barely dragging myself to...
by Emlee Taylor | Jul 15, 2017 | Emlee Taylor: Missionary Mom
(*Thoughts from our missionary’s sixteen-year-old sister.*) My brother and I are really close and always have been. We just get each other! I know his raised eyebrow when he’s trying to get me riled up and how he gets really, really quiet when he’s...
by Emlee Taylor | Jun 24, 2017 | Emlee Taylor: Missionary Mom
I served a mission because it was expected. As I served with various companions, I learned that each had come out to serve in the mission field for different reasons. Honestly, the reasons were as varied as the missionaries themselves. So, when you ask a...
