What’s Next?

On a Sunday morning one January in 2013, the central marketplace in Burundi exploded into flames. By the day’s end the hub of the local economy melted, ending the livelihood of too many. Dozens of mothers waited at the front gate of our little bank the following morning. They cried, lamenting their loss and fearing […]

All That We Are

We are thin lines of orange that arc then bloom at the horizon and as birds warble and stars dim We rise We are clouds billowing above the silent water Expansive and mysterious At once hiding, then revealing We rise We are rock faces hardened then smoothed with age Our peaks honed by a hidden […]

Thank God for Februaries

I have lost the lid I used to keep on my grief. I cannot contain it. I cannot shut up about the state of my nation. I cannot shut up about the things I am learning and the ways I am being stretched to hold more and more grief. I am undone by it. But […]

When You Cling to the Rising

Lately I have been obsessed with things that rise: bread, air balloons, my friend who left her abusive marriage, Jesus Christ. What do all of these have in common? I mean I know they all rise, but why? What is the thing that makes them rise? It isn’t just scientific study and my kids at […]

Rise Out of Rootedness

We left the sliding doors of our minivan open as we slowly drove away from the ranger’s station and into the forest. After the summer heat of Beirut and the coastal towns we’d been visiting the past week, this fresh mountain air was a relief and a balm. The breeze drifted through the car as […]