I complain. I whine. I grumble about what could be better, what hasn’t worked out. I pout, I wallow. I hold onto grudges and pick specks out of other eyes. I look at this and want that, doubt the present and think-cynical about the future. I resent the work motherhood and marriage and ministry requires– [...]
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Asking for money is not something I enjoy. Nor is it something I do all that often. In fact, over the past year and half of blogging here, even though our family’s salary is completely donor-based and even though we are surrounded by poverty on a daily basis, to the best of my memory, I’ve only [...]
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Back then, I clung to the dramatic and the exotic. Back there, I painted the ideal and clung to the dream. Back then, I thought serving the poor in a foreign land would sprout angel’s wings on my own three kids and would somehow make me an inspirational Mother-Theresa-type. But, I am finding that, right [...]
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If you are visiting Life Overseas from {In}Courage, WELCOME. In a spinning world, thank you for visiting this corner of the web to glimpse into a life on Latitude 18, raising kids and loving orphans. Feel free to subscribe to this blog and have posts sent automatically to your email or to be read in [...]
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We see him most every week we visit the market on a particular corner of Chiang Mai. Shuffling. Begging. Fingers banging keyboard. Blind. And I wrote an article about what this certain blind man has taught our entire family which is featured over at Emily’s site, Chatting at the Sky. I’d be honored if you [...]
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We’ve just experienced our best day in Thailand. And we didn’t eat at a super-exotic cafe in the jungle, and we didn’t ride elephants. We didn’t buy fresh flowers at the market for pennies or feast on shrimp phad thai. We simply spent the day, as a family, out at Breanna’s House of Joy. And [...]
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Nalo. We met Nalo last night. A little brown-faced six-year-old with big eyes and a quick smile. She played tag with Cade, held hands with Kelty, and petted Ava’s blond hair. She twirled on the swing set with my girls, she wrapped her thin arm around my waist a dozen times, and she giggled at [...]
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Waiting at stop lights here in Thailand translates into knocks on your window. Young children with sweaty faces and women with covered heads walk from car to car, in the oppressing heat, hoping to sell strands of flower necklaces. They knock on car windows, hoping to make eye contact, wishing for the glass to start a downward roll. It’s [...]
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ALifeOverseas.com / LauraParkerBlog.com.
My family is living overseas in Thailand, where my husband is directing a Christian Humanitarian Foundation. This blog is the honest recording of our journey– squatty potties and all. 
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Destined Traveler.
Mentoring Young Adults, Hosting Teams, Educating about Human Trafficking.
