The healing and hurt of Home Assignment

Home assignment. A concept that used to be as vague to me as job titles in Washington, D.C. What happens to missionaries on furlough? Do they have jobs and live normally? Do they live in a house? Do they own that house and, if so, how does that work? Do they still need financial support? […]

Peacemaker

I picked at the dried mud cradling my feet, flakes crumbling under my fingernails as chunks of dirt cracked off and fell to the soggy ground. The wind whispered by my face giving sweet relief to the sun’s heat that was trying to beat through intermittent clouds, but neither the wind nor the sun dried […]

Redemption

The Abu boy picked his way through the sticky jungle with some other children, despite the tribal fighting going on between their people and a neighboring group, the Mbore. Perhaps the children were stalking through the undergrowth using their homemade slings to shoot flying foxes. Maybe they were shouting simply to hear their own muffled […]

When the road looks dark

In college my roommate and I used to get into her boxy black Jeep and drive. Just drive. We didn’t have a destination, we simply picked a road that looked interesting and drove until we felt it was time to turn around… which was usually when we started craving Jersey Mikes. We spent many moments […]