Tag: faith
-
25 Years Old and I Didn’t Know What I Was Doing
I was 25 years old. Halfway to 50. A quarter of a century. I could picture people’s responses if I were to express my apprehension aloud: a knowing smile, a wave of dismissal, and the words, “Twenty-five is so young.” Still, I felt my life slipping through my fingers like sand…
-
TCK Voices: Uniquely Made in Ethiopia, Malawi, Ireland, Kenya, and Oklahoma
I am originally from Africa. My parents are from Malawi in southern Africa, but I was born and raised in Ethiopia. I lived in the capital, Addis Ababa, until I was 16 years old, growing up in a Christian school surrounded by international people. My family background is in diplomacy…
-
Almost but Not Quite: Holding the Reality of Living In-Between
In England, I would have stayed politely and quietly by the till, perhaps grumbling under my breath at the wait. Not so in Korea. In this balli-balli (quickly, quickly) culture, why delay? “Chogiyo!” I yelled in Korean. “Excuse me!”…
-
TCK Voices: Shoes at the Door, “Home De-Pot,” and an Abused Family
I like to think of my life as a puzzle that the Lord is slowly putting together. There are many moments when I wonder what He’s doing, but I’m reminded again and again to trust the Author as He creates His masterpiece…
-
TCK Voices: Everything Happens for a Reason
When I was leaving and saying farewells, it was very special just knowing that people loved me. I wrote thank-you letters to all my classmates just for being my friends…
-
Tears
Oh the tears begin Is this a gift From way above Cleansing this darkness I simply welcomed in?
-
Lifelong Journey to Have a Settled Home
i used to be an adventurous spirit excited to go outside restless to see the world longing to explore…
-
Multiplied
Five plus two, dear dad, Times the multitude Equals twelve of such Heavy blessings much Of a stunning maths As a feast of mass…
-
-
Taking Flight: A Letter to the Skybound
I used to be afraid of flights. I would close my eyes and grab a hand. Would count down minutes until the ordeal was over. And when I landed, I would have lucid nightmares of myself flying through the clouds, alone, like a bird, with no protection against the elements…
-
My Father and Our Father
Walking down a darkened street filled with questions, hope, and uncertainty, Not knowing much of anything, except that nothing is in perpetuity…
-
Wisdom of an Immigrant Father
My hour has come to leave And it is sooner than I wanted I thought I’d have more time to trade To figure out this choice I made When I brought you here To a land I thought had hope…
