I recently had an encounter with someone that has shaken me on the inside. She spent the majority of her life as a nominative follower of Islam – until, through a series of dreams, she met Jesus. Before I found
Kneading Perspective
I hesitate as I publish this post. I don’t feel that I have the right pretend like I understand the tensions of my host culture in a way that will somehow benefit you. I have been here for less than
Joy in the Morning
“Is there something bothering you? Is everything ok?” my language helper, “Lana,” asked me on Wednesday. “Mmm, no, everything is fine,” I replied in all honesty. I couldn’t identify anything that was bothering me – except the fact that she