Tag: TCKs for Christ
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He Will Speak
After I say the words, After I storm away, After I make myself a fool, I wait to hear what he will say…
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Apart
I met you once, but we are far apart. Many lakes, and many hills, many secret mountain passages. Indeed, a country separates my friend and me…
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TCK Voices: My Battle with TCK Arrogance
My biggest TCK struggle by far has been arrogance. Over time, I have discovered that my time as a TCK has provided me with a unique worldview, one that has shaped and guided my lifestyle and skill set. My worldview and character are different, and uniquely so. I stick out in a crowd, and people…
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Where My Help Comes From
There will not come a day that I will not proclaim that my help comes from the Lord— and not myself—
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Before the Ledge
The man you See standing Today Wasn’t always Able to do so. The weight Was heavy, And the agony Was long…
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Wind Upon the Road
“Step forth, young soul, upon the Road, Onward to your true abode.” So sings the wind into my heart And on its breath I make my start…
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Awaiting the Return
For many leagues she’s wandered on Along the narrow Road; Her weary limbs and aching heart Now sink beneath her load…
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To Live
Think of those who died long ago, Who lie in graves forgotten, Whose lives were swallowed up in woe, Whose corpses now are rotten!…
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Emmanuel: God With Us in Every Culture
Christmas has a way of stirring our hearts toward home. The lights, the music, the smells from the kitchen — they all whisper of belonging. But for those of us living between cultures, the season often carries both beauty and ache…
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TCK Voices: Bullying and Isolation
I was born in Lagos, the infamous babel of Nigeria, but moved with my family to South Africa when I was seven years old. The move was a very big shock for me. There were obvious shifts, like language and geography, that took some getting used to. But there were also smaller, subtler things, like…
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Lessons I Learned from Living in a Suitcase
A suitcase is a strange teacher. It is a symbol of both freedom and loss, of possibility and impermanence. It reminds me that life is not fixed, that roots are shallow, and that goodbyes are inevitable. Yet through it, God has taught me lessons I might never have learned if my life had been bound…
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