by Lulu Stories | Aug 7, 2023 | Biblical Training, Equipping Pastors, Lulu News, Lulu Tree Updates, Our Vision, The Lulu Tree philosophy, Uncategorized, World Missions
By Emily I don’t know that one can feel smaller than when seated at the foot of a mountain. And this is where I was, just days ago, on the eve of my 43rd birthday, a river rushing by like it couldn’t wait to satisfy every thirsty thing. I sat there in Jasper, Alberta,... 
by Lulu Stories | Dec 5, 2022 | Happenings in Liberia, Uncategorized
By Emily It’s been a day of riding motorbikes across red dirt roads pocked with potholes the size of ravines. We pass trucks that have sunk, immovable, in these crevices. Young boys scrape at their wheels, covered head to foot with mud, exhaustion streaking their... 
by Lulu Stories | Nov 30, 2022 | Uncategorized
Emily is on her way back to Canada… by the time this post reaches you, she’ll be home and reunited with her family. Thank you so very much for praying over this trip. It was a whirlwind, touched deeply by the Holy Spirit and full of adventure! Emily will... 
by Lulu Stories | Oct 24, 2022 | Happenings in Sri Lanka, Lulu Mamas, Uncategorized
By Emily This summer we fasted and prayed for 40 days, asking God: a) if He wanted the Lulu Tree to continue, and b) if so, where He would have us go. He said: a) yes, and b) to go “to the other side.” And then we felt Him specifically direct us to Sri Lanka, an... 
by Emily | Oct 10, 2022 | Happenings in India, Lulu Mamas, Sustainability, Uncategorized
Dear Lulu Tree Family — we asked our partners in north and south India if they would share stories from the tailoring centers of the mothers who are being trained so they can care for their families. Following are those stories, straight from the source. Be... 
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...