Two years ago, I went on a “pilgrimage” through South Africa to study racial segregation and reconciliation. Hearing that white individuals would give their non-white brothers and sisters a Bible and then in the name of God take their land […]
Here is just a small tribute to some incredible people who have had a big impact on my life. 21 lessons and some photos of those who taught them to me. Thank you to all these and even more who […]
Life is like a persistent summer drought, hope of invigorating rain ever present under the brilliant clear blue sky, evidence of imposing, promising clouds pushed beyond what the eye can see. It is the twelve-year-old trafficking victim violated by fifteen […]
I am soon moving for the fifth time in the past year, and as I sift through my belongings I have been pondering how those who travel much have both a gift and a curse: we tend to find home […]
What does reconciliation mean to you? As someone striving to make reconciliation work my lifetime mission, this question has been asked of me quite a few times in the past couple weeks. And yet, each time the question has left […]
The problem with movies is they let me travel the world from the comfort of my couch. I have seen Europe. I have seen Africa. I have seen Asia, Latin America, Australia. I have taken wild adventures I would never survive […]
I think I am having what my professor might call “a quarter-life crisis.” I have exactly one week left until I am officially a senior in college, the much-anticipated year where all the big decisions of the entirety of my […]
I have been guilty of running as soon as I hear the words “I love you” from a person of the opposite gender. Why on earth would I ever run from such a thing? If I had to choose the root […]
Boldness is brilliant and requires more bravery than I possessed a year ago. Oftentimes it requires loving bluntness, yet every time I have chosen boldness it has produced a blissful and beautiful moment in my life, one of which occurred […]
There I sat in an Italian bakery off of Rosecrans and Cañon, Bible open, textbooks stacked in front of me, coffee in my left hand, when an older, shaggy, and slightly disheveled but friendly man adorned with a blue hat […]
