10:58 p.m.
I haven’t written in awhile. I’ve been running on iced coffee and dark chocolate. (Figures.) And I should be sleeping instead of writing right now because I’m tired and I’m promising myself that I’ll...
View ArticleShoes and coats
I have a two-year-old niece who I adore. I’ve gotten to hang out with her a lot lately, and as the weather has turned nicer, all she wants is to be outside. We go for walks, she rides her trike, we …...
View ArticleToo short
I say it multiple times a week: Life’s too short to be crabby. Or rude. Or mean. I say it in response to crabby people in my cash register line. To rude people who cut in front of me in … Continue...
View ArticleDissonance
In my college communication classes, we called it cognitive dissonance, that feeling of friction you get when what you’re doing doesn’t necessarily line up with what you believe. That’s where I’m at....
View ArticleMission trips: What we’re doing wrong and how to get it right
As a Christian, I’ve done my fair share of short-term mission work…local community projects, hurricane relief in New Orleans, half a year spent in Thailand. And I never once questioned whether I should...
View Article{our own borders}
“We all have our own borders. One side is what’s easy, what’s known, what we’ve been told is true and have taken for granted; it’s comfortable here, it’s familiar. But the other side is wider than...
View ArticleOrganized chaos
I have a case of the crazies. I stare at my planner each week trying to make an extra day appear in my schedule. Because I’m on week eight of my third ten-week quarter of grad school. Since January,...
View ArticleI forgot {week two}
This week I was reminded of how small I am in the face of the very real problems that exist in this world. Overwhelming problems. Dangerous problems. Complicated problems. I study human trafficking, so...
View Articlethe Estuary {week three}
I spent last weekend at the estuary of the Volta River, the place where the Volta meets the Atlantic. I stayed on a finger-like sliver of land separating river from ocean, and each morning I sat on a...
View ArticleAfrican eyes {weeks 6 & 7}
I work with three Ghanaian social workers named Stanley, Leo, and Collins (dubbed the Three Musketeers), and nearly every day I see them they ask if I’m wearing my “African eyes.” With my African eyes,...
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