It’s been a dream of mine, this bringing of my husband and children to a land I fell for five years ago, head over stumbling heels. A land of fresh avocado and shoe-less children, of wide smiles and giggling babies and mothers that can’t sleep for their hunger. A land of sweet jasmine flowers and…

Hi dear friends. This is Emily. Since founding The Lulu Tree four and a half years ago, my husband (Trent) and children {Aiden (9), Kasher (7.5) and Aria (3.5)} have patiently put up with my coming and going to Africa, with my tears and my sleepless nights and my pacing the floor in prayer and…

Today we want to focus entirely on God’s goodness to The Lulu Tree and all the beautiful ways He is moving and answering prayer for His Name’s sake and the good of His children all over the world. Next Thursday is American Thanksgiving, so you will not receive a prayer request email that week. Our…

woman contemplating life

It’s a tired that runs deep, like a long aching river. I’m at a camp tucked deep in Saskatchewan, Canada, surrounded by grass and lakes, with a room full of Free Methodist women, and I’ve just finished telling them about The Lulu Tree. The moon is out and so is the coffee cake. I carry…

No pastor is perfect. No church is perfect. I’m not here to bash churches and I’m not here to exalt pastors. I’m here to get real with you about why God called a very sinful woman (me) who ran for years from the institutionalized church, to found an organization which trains pastors and churches. I…

I’m the first white to sleep in this village. I lie under a cloud of mosquito net, an open window behind my head and the sound of men’s voices speaking Krio, the hum of ancient men and young boys, cracking nuts and seated on stumps, singing through the screen-less opening. I’m 36 but there are…

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