by Lulu Stories | Aug 29, 2022 | Lulu Mamas, Lulu Tree Updates, Our Vision, The Lulu Tree philosophy, Uncategorized
By Emily Theresa Half the sky is held up by women. – Chinese proverb I’m on a road trip with my family, driving through the Canadian prairies, and the pale land stretches like a long, flat face stubbled with corn and wheat. We pass tired old grain elevators that once... 
by Lulu Stories | Aug 15, 2022 | Lulu News, Lulu Tree Updates, Our Vision
By Emily Theresa “So that the genuineness of your faith may be tested…” (1 Peter 1:7) It’s a tiny island known as the teardrop of India. And its government has fallen. Fuel lines in Sri Lanka are five times the length they are in the United States. Women and children... 
by Lulu Stories | Jun 27, 2022 | Lulu News, Lulu Tree Updates, Our Vision
An update on all the Lulu countries – & a 40-day fast for the future By Emily Theresa It’s summer here in Canada. The frogs croak their songs, and the air smells of purple lilacs and fresh rototilled dirt and campfires. Every morning our... 
by Lulu Stories | May 30, 2022 | Lulu Tree Updates, Our Vision, The Lulu Team, The Lulu Tree philosophy
The Lulu Tree Retreat in Texas, May 2022 by Jeanne In 1888, Ernest W. Shurtleff wrote the powerful warfare hymn, Lead on, O King Eternal. It begins with this verse: Lead on, O King Eternal, The day of march has come; Henceforth in fields of conquest Thy... 
by Lulu Stories | Jan 31, 2022 | Equipping Pastors, Happenings in Uganda, Lulu News, Lulu Tree Updates
By Mommy Emily He brings us a cake. We’re lined up in our Sunday best, like colorful crayons arranged on plastic chairs in a small square room. It’s someone’s home in the slum of Kasuli, lent for use by the church. A warm breeze drifts in through the open... 
by Lulu Stories | Oct 8, 2021 | COVID-19, Lulu News, Lulu Tree Updates, The Lulu Team
By Mommy Emily I’m looking out my office window at fields of shorn canola, at gently waving leaves of gold, sapphire, and burnt orange lacing poplars, aspen, and maples. I feel the soft breeze of autumn slip through the window screen. In my pantry are stacks of mason...