I didn’t want her to see me fumble around with the spices she effortlessly wielded. She had been making these dishes her whole life, learning at the side of her Amma. This was my second attempt at making the fancy chicken roast and fragrant pulau, Bengali staples. My friend says they are her comfort food. […]
Why I Keep Returning To Palestine
by October 23, 2019 Leave a Comment
on Why do I keep returning to Palestine? Why, for the third year in a row, do I pack and board planes and change dollars into shekels? Why do I keep coming back to this place, and not Zanzibar or Paris or Morocco? I remember a conversation I had once with the then-U.S. ambassador to Burundi […]
Show Me A Risen Hope
by April 21, 2019 Leave a Comment
on I didn’t hear about the bombings in Sri Lanka until after our Easter service. I am the head pastor, and only person on staff in a little church on the edge of a big city. It was a really busy morning. I was ironing the banners, the brightly colored ones that replaced the dark contemplative […]