She says she would like to talk to talk to me for a minute. She’s pausing at the top of the dining room stairs, broom in hand, and she’s smiling, but her expressive eyes show that the smile is a cover for her nervousness, her embarrassment.** She just started working […]
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She sits across from me at my kitchen table, an untouched cup of tea in front of her, and speaks out the details of the very worst moment of her life. Her eyes pour out her pain, and her voice breaks and everything, every hurt, every hard thing in her […]
Read MoreWhen I realize, again, That My Husband is a Better Christian Than Me.
We had unexpected guests at the close of the year. One of the hazards of working cross culturally is that you sometimes often find yourself grossly misunderstood. Like this one time, when Aaron reconnected with an old friend from his first few trips to Thailand. The friend said he wanted […]
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