Christmas is upon us. My festive and overachieving husband has put 11,040 twinkle lights on our house. My children are practicing carols on the piano. The oranges on our tree are changing color (it may be snowing where you live, [...]
If you’re anything like me, it’s super easy to get caught up in all of the injustice, heartbreak, and scary things in our world. We can start to live our lives in anger, fear, or self-protection. My friend called me [...]
As a mother, one of the most difficult issues for me to delve into is child abuse. I shy away from reading news or books about it. And, to tell you the truth, when I was assigned this blog topic, [...]
If you are like me, you are excited to welcome the New Year, to put last year to rest and start fresh. It is no understatement that 2017 was a very difficult year, especially in terms of natural disasters—wildfires in [...]
But the truth is that genocide by no means happens suddenly. It is rather like a slow-growing cancer. We often don’t recognize the early symptoms, and sometimes we just don’t want to. Like cancer, genocide grows in stages. It begins simply with the way we start to classify ourselves in contrast to other groups, and then discriminate, persecute, and eventually try to eliminate them.
The first time I watched the movie Lion, I was sitting on a plane between my two kids, on our way from India to the U.S. I was utterly drawn in, recognizing in so many scenes the world I was just [...]
Just one more ooey-gooey sugar-glazed donut! One last episode of Downton Abbey tonight (errr…this morning). One more time checking Facebook, just to make sure I don’t miss anything important. We know overdoing these things is not healthy, but it seems [...]
I’ve just spent a month in Africa teaching the TCT program. One of the big things we look at during trainings are the beliefs that keep people locked in poverty. There are many. The South Sudanese team shared some really [...]
My earliest memory of being aware of refugees even existing simply involves sitting in a living room with a family I couldn’t talk to (because we didn’t speak the same language), and being served my first cup of Turkish coffee [...]
For years the church members of Tu Pi village had waited for someone to come help them. They were extremely poor—at least three months a year they had to scavenge for food. The village was a three-hour walk from the [...]
