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For My Neighbor, Henry

One month ago I opened a café with two of my sisters. Every day for a month Henry has come in to sit on the couch and crochet. He usually comes in the afternoon pulling a backpack with wheels that is piled high with bags of yarn. He has rings on his old curled fingers and wears several shirts at a time. He has a favorite hat he wears over a do-rag, but once in a while I … [Read More]

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Let’s Dance Boldly in the Unresolved

I was adopted from India at five months old, and other than a few hospital papers and a referral photo, there’s not much more to document my life. For most people … [Read More]

Plunging into the Unknown

He fought the urge to close his eyes and shut out the fear rising up in his chest. The salty smell of the sea overtook his senses as the chill hit his waist. The … [Read More]

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If the Yoke Ain’t Easy…

Everywhere I look there is work to be done. Everywhere. My kids’ school sends home fliers asking, always asking. For wipes, for Kleenex, for dry-erase markers, … [Read More]

Sunlight + Prophetic Imagination = Revolution

When I was a little girl I used to spread out on my back under trees and watch the sunlight tickle the tips of the leaves. Their shadows would flutter across my face … [Read More]

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The Red Couch: Blood Brothers INTRODUCTION

By Jamie Y. Watkins | Twitter: @jamieywatkins Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called sons of God. —Matthew 5:9 Last fall, my local YMCA hosted a workshop with guests from the Jerusalem International YMCA. The speakers, a Palestinian … [Read More]

She’s Got The Whole World In Her Hands

There were about a hundred of us in a wooden chapel at a camp a couple of hours from Vancouver at Rise Up, Sister. Some of us were old friends, and some very, very new friends. Together we sang a simple song and it took my breath away. She’s got the whole … [Read More]

Love Thy Neighbour

I am not a very good neighbour. We’ve lived in this rented house for nearly 18 months, and I know the names of just two of our neighbours. I know the old man who lives next door, who mumbles so badly I understand only about 20% of what he says. Most of our … [Read More]

Choosing the Right Outfit for Therapy

“Does this outfit say ‘mentally stable’ to you?” My husband turns and stares incredulously. Not at the outfit, mind you. At me. “What are you talking about?” “Nothing.” Sigh. “Never mind.” I turn back to the mirror. Olive green khaki pants, a … [Read More]

Hard Work for the New City

It’s hard to imagine newness in the shadow of destruction. In the days after 9/11, we suffered disorientation. How could we think beyond the pile of smoldering rubble, the loss of life and the new insecurity that riddled our national psyche? It was like … [Read More]

Bold as Starlight

Bold used to sound like an ugly adjective to me. I came into the world early--at a mere 3 and ½ lbs. My lungs weren’t ready for the world.  I was rushed from one hospital to another and spent my first 21 days in an incubator, connected to tubes. The only way … [Read More]

Big, Bold Change Starts With Baby Steps

Bold is a great big word. It’s only four small letters, but oh, my! It brings such freight. I don’t use it often, to tell you the truth. About 90% of the time, my use of the term is limited to clicking Command-B on my computer keyboard! I seem to be more … [Read More]

When You Are Torn Apart

By Abigail Alleman | Twitter: @abbyalleman As the sunlight filters its glistening beams across the too-full room in the ICU, I awake. To my right, head bowed, hands bent and clasped, is the psychiatrist who loves Jesus. She lifts her head, smiles and says … [Read More]

I’ve Got Your Back … And Some Olives

By Lindsay Mustafa Davis | Twitter: @lindsaymustafa On Saturday, Jan. 21, a group of friends and I joined with about 500,000 people to march on Washington, D.C. Together, we marched to support freedom of speech, religion, and press; to welcome the stranger … [Read More]

We are Women, We are Strong

By Catherine Hanna Schrock We are women We are strong We belong To the global sisterhood Fortified for the good Of the other Daughter, Mother Sister, brother Every nation Reverberate The proclamation That each one is The beloved Reconciled … [Read More]

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