Bubanza: We Danced on Holy Ground
600 ID cards, a global tribe of givers and that hot day under an asbestos roof when earth was heaven. By Idelette McVicker | Twitter: @idelette All Images by Tina Francis - Fact: In February, we, a...
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Growing up in Honduras + Dreaming about a Good Education + Someone Who Believed in Me + Delivering Makapads to Girls in Gulu By Stephanie Motz Skinner | Twitter: @stephmotz It’s easy to take the...
View ArticleI am a Daughter of Haiti: Awakening to my Purpose
“I learned that to a child who had lost one or both of his parents, a simple gift of a toothbrush or soap meant a great deal.” By Annie Durena I grew up in Petit-Goave, Haiti and moved to Canada at the...
View ArticleCanada Day: A Love Letter to the Strong and Free
“I want to know your young and your old, your poets and your prostitutes. I want to talk with you through your ugly secrets and walk with you in your glory moments. I want to hold your hand.” By...
View ArticleMelaney Gleeson-Lyall: A Bridge Between Nations
SEEKING EVE MONDAY “I want to see changes, and I have to be a vessel of change; this is a spiritual act of worship.” By Christina Crook | Twitter: @cmcrook Melaney Gleeson-Lyall spent a recent Saturday...
View ArticleOn Leaving Uganda: Where I Found the Courage to Speak
“Justice is not comfortable, but it doesn’t have to be complicated.” By Stephanie Motz Skinner | Twitter: @stephmotz Africa was never on my radar. Not that long ago, I couldn’t even have located...
View ArticleOne Woman Who Loves: Fighting Child Slavery in Haiti
“They might not want you, but I do. You can live with me now.” By Megan Boudreaux | Twitter: @MeganinHaiti | Respire Haiti “Megan! Megan! Come, see! Someone is here for you!” I heard my neighbor...
View ArticleConfessions of a Transition Junkie
“My roots are like those of the ficus elastica, extending over rivers and creeks, crossing borders and creating bridges.” By Stephanie Motz Skinner | Twitter: @stephmotz My roots are like those of the...
View ArticlePostcard from Hell: About a Boy, a Play and Rescuing Child Slaves
Editor’s note: We’re so proud of Shekinah and how she’s turned her writing talents into creating awareness and opportunity for children trapped in the hell of slavery in India. Please join us in the...
View ArticleStudy Abroad: How My World Became A Lot Smaller
“The people are just like me; they just speak another language.” By Randi Riggs | Twitter: @RandiRiggs4 “I made it! I can’t believe I actually made it.” That was the thought running through my mind as...
View ArticleThe Little Boy Who Changed My Life
“Henry has inspired me to put my dreams into action.” By Rebecca Kuntz | Twitter: @kuntzr That day–July 4, 2011–changed my life. On a day when my friends in the U.S. were celebrating with hot dogs,...
View ArticleOn Being Found
“It’s through falling in love with the world that I have fallen in love with myself. In this process I have been awakened.” By Desiree Adaway | Twitter: @desireeadaway As a child I loved to read. I...
View ArticleCrazy Pain, Crazy Love
“The most important thing I can do is bring love and hope back into the life of someone who is hurting. In order to do that, I have to enter into their pain. Anything less is just pity, and not love. “...
View ArticleHow I Got Wrecked for an Ordinary, Comfortable Life
“For me, that’s what it means to be ‘wrecked.’ To have my heart broken for the people of this world and say, Yes, God, I’m in … over and over again.” By Idelette McVicker | Twitter: @idelette This...
View ArticleNew Season, Same Lessons
“I have become very good at finding the perfect places to hide in plain sight.” By Stephanie Motz Skinner | Twitter: @stephmotz Maybe I’d forgotten what it’s like to feel inferior, but being back at...
View ArticleHow to Misbehave with Auntie Ashley
“Learn the rules like a pro, so you can break them like an artist.” ― Pablo Picasso By Ashley Mandanici | Twitter: @ashleymandanici I am a rule follower. People always seem surprised when I say that,...
View ArticleMade for Goodness, Shaped by Brokenness
“In that moment–seven years old and at my father’s funeral–the brokenness of the world was already entering my life, but so, too, was the Father’s love and comfort.” By Megan Boudreaux | Twitter:...
View ArticleOur Synchroblog Pick : These are the Eyes of the Awake
“This Love keeps me moving from brothel to brothel on a cold evening … “ By Saskia Wishart | Twitter: @saskiacw I look in the mirror and study what I see. It is in my eyes–the window to my soul–where,...
View ArticleShePonders: Rise, Return, Repair
“Nehemiah reminds me to risk leaving the comfort of home and lean into the thing that pierces me awake.” By Kelley Nikondeha | Twitter: @knikondeha We wake up, we rise out of bed … and then what? Eyes...
View ArticleWhen You Didn’t Sign Up for This
“He’d been out looking for underage victims of sex trafficking and, from the texts, I knew he’d found one.” By Laura Parker | Twitter: @LauraParkerBlog I remember one morning last Spring in SouthEast...
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