My American, suburban eyes view the world through lenses seemingly crystal clear. Decades of travel, however, have revealed the heavy tint on my lenses. When experiencing a new culture, I tend to compare people and circumstances with my own everyday norms. I am not...
A Love/Hate Relationship with the Church
"Good morning!" I greeted a new family as they walked into our church lobby. "Hello!" They paused, and introductions continued. "Are you new in the area?" I asked. "Oh, no, we've been here nearly ten years. But we're looking for a new church." The wife lowered her...
Should You Give Cash to a Homeless Person?
You move along a sidewalk in a busy city. You can see your breath with each exhale into the winter air. A homeless man comes into view leaning back on the building ahead. Do you… a) Avert your eyes and keep walking?It’s as if not seeing him, makes him not real. b)...
My Neighbor’s Crisis
(Adapted from a true story...) Yesterday, my neighbors had a baby. A baby girl. I’ve never seen a more beautiful child. That may not sound so amazing, but this family has been through… well… way too much. They had more than their share of problems. (I’m in awe of the...
A Child’s Loss (Part 1)
My name is Kaole. I live in a small village in southern Africa. I am the youngest girl in my family. I don’t remember my older brothers. They died before I was born. But my sister was around for a while. She was about 14 when she married and moved away. Death has...
A Child’s Loss (Part 2)
(continued from A Child's Loss: Part 1) My sister died on a Wednesday, I think. Not long after … her husband passed away. He died on a Wednesday, too. Isn’t that odd? Yes, death has always been a part of my life. I decided to leave my sister’s village and go back home...
Reluctant Writer Nevermore
The moment is seared into my brain, not unlike a branding iron on a young calf. It was November 2010. Although, actually, it had started the year before at a conference for youth workers... "Don't waste your words," the speaker had uttered in that...