We Belong Together

After five months, living in two separate countries is tiring. The wife part of me wanders around aimlessly, restlessly, playing Mariah Carey’s “We Belong Together” on repeat, wondering where on earth to lay her head. I have questions, big questions I want to sort through with my “ride-or-die” man, but due to constraints on schedules and…

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Every Tongue, Tribe, and Nation

The air was hot with excitement. Even the breeze carried the energy of what was taking place. While straightening my tribal print dress, a friend whisked me into one of the classroom Labs acting as a dressing room for the evening. Phallic plastic molds and IV practice stations greeted me as I looked around the…

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The Left Hand of Forgiveness

Places are a lot like people; you lean into the good parts and forgive the bad. This is a continual posture, not a sanction. I think of this as bowing down, not in worship, but in a choice to honor with grace. I am not interested in hierarchy, or teaching this place or person a…

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