faith statement (riffing on Barbara Brown Taylor)
Barbara Brown Taylor with The Work of the People (follow this link to see the clip Travis Reed / The Work of the People filmed with BBT capturing her reflections on pain & faith.) Barbara Brown Taylor makes this faith statement: '...if I will trust that what comes to me is for me - that what comes to me in my life is for me and not against me.' She says this in the context of her relative experience of pain, and I…
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back to school can bring me to tears
Twenty new first graders from the Batwa village in Matara begin school today, Monday. They prepared for school as if it were normal, as if expected. This is a new normal. Three years ago these kids came to Matara with their families. They were two years old. The story they were living did not include education or hope for a bright future. The story they were born into made it almost impossible for Batwa to go to school and an…
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{ ShePonders: Awake to Creation }
I’ve never been a nature girl. Growing up I hated hiking – in large part due to the stiff brown hiking boots from the boys department my mom made me wear. But the dirt, poking pine needles and incessant buzz of bugs made each trail torture. I was never a big fan of sitting outdoors for a picnic or round a fire braving (enduring more like) the elements. If an outing required more than sunglasses and sunscreen, safe to say…
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our bright future
Diet Coke in hand, I plopped in front of the t.v. to watch the Republican National Convention where visions for the future are cast. (The Democrats are currently hosting their convention complete with vision casting.) The candidate for President painted his picture of a ‘bright future’: That America, that united America, will preserve a military that is so strong, no nation would ever dare to test it. (applause) That America, that united America, will uphold the constellation of rights that…
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conversation with my son: fairness
[caption id="attachment_149" align="aligncenter" width="600"] The Nikondeha men sharing a meal in Burundi.[/caption] My son 's antenna is fine tuned to detect any hint of unfairness. He sees more milk in Emma's cup, more watermelon in her bowl and is convinced she has the bigger slice of pizza. He cries 'it's not fair' other kids have cell phones, iPods, an x-box and sugar cereals. It's not fair is his new battle cry. So standing on the shoulders of all the wise parents…
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She’s Going to Harvard Law
This week she starts Harvard Law School. I remember when she spent the summer with us in Burundi, walking the dusty neighborhood, trying out her Kirundi and lovin' on my kids. She wanted more than the American dream, she hungered for God's dream for the world and her place in it. She left the comfort of Arizona, inviting instead confrontation with a different reality lived on the African street. She saw injustice, she had eyes to see those living in…
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Blessing & Departure
I awoke to the sound of the shower. Suitcases were already packed and weighed, electronics charged, boarding pass printed out and tucked into his passport. He was leaving again. In the days prior we ran errands about town to get toiletries, niceties and necessities. Unzipped luggage stretched out - hungry for clothes, a new camera, more pens, lotion and chili sauce. The night before we dined on pizza with our kids (since no one wanted to do the dishes). Then…
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My Canadian Girlfriends
  It took me awhile to find true girlfriends. Pockets of them reside in Santa Barbara and South Africa with some in Kenya. But the ones that get me from the surface of my white skin to the deep of my writer soul are clustered in westside of Canada. Who knew! I flew into Vancouver on a clear blue-skied day. Idelette met me curbside. She got out of the convertible so she could embrace me from the crown of my…
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Without Fear: Muslims & Mosques
I was in Burundi on 9/11. Prior to that day I never gave Islam a thought, I never had reason to say Muslim. But much changed that September day. People started devouring books on Islam, seminaries hosted forums with Muslim scholars and cable news shows began to feature Muslim clerics in an effort to understand. The deeds of that day stirred both interest and fear. I felt it in transit between Africa and the US, pushing through crowded airports like…
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In Transit: Vancouver
I am in transit for the next few days, headed to Vancouver to visit my SheLove sisters Idelette McVicker, Tina Francis & Sarah Bessey. I am eager for time together to laugh, snack, write, share, dream and inhale the goodness of friendship. These women have other affects on me - they inspire, encourage, push and love me.  I will travel anywhere to be in such company!  
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