Tag: TCKs for Christ
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TCK Voices: My TCK Struggle with Identity
I was born in Japan to MK parents, who were also born and raised in Japan. I grew up in a very rigid and legalistic church community, with minimal contact with the outside world. This created an even more unique culture than simply “an American living in Japan.” When I was 20…
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Facing My Fears: How I Found Peace in an Anxious Season
“You’re not a fainter, are you?” the optician asked me as we sat in her tiny office, preparing to initiate me into the fellowship of contact lens wearers. I laughed nervously. “Not as far as I know. Why?”…
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TCK Voices: Adventures of Raising Third Culture Kids
My husband and I have been blessed to raise our children with both American and Mexican roots. We moved to Mexico just over a year after getting married and began full-time ministry there. Our first daughter was born while we were in language school, and our second child, a son…
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What if Being “Behind” Isn’t a Bad Thing?
I’ve often felt “behind” in life. I went to college later than my peers, starting my freshman year at 21 instead of the typical 18. Granted, that was because I had been living and teaching abroad between 18–20 and then working to save up for overseas tuition fees for…
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TCK Voices: Marrying a TCK
TCKs are very adaptable. I think most TCKs will find that the benefits of marrying someone who is a TCK far outweigh the cultural differences. I come from an extremely open Brazilian culture, and my wife comes from an extremely closed Estonian culture. Culturally speaking, our backgrounds are extremely different…
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Lying Eyes, Loving Eyes
Fear. Afraid to be fully seen and known. Hiding in a hole in my heart. The deepest part of me creating a vacuum for the realest part of me…
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Reborn
I come before You, gladly with praise, No thing I do will hide me from your gaze, You stay true and my old life I leave, You are the greatest gift I could receive.
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Aiôn-Eternity
Crossroads, Two roads and one destination, If we take this path, We may part or we may collide, It boils down to the decision, What steps shall we take?
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Ahava
The breeze in my hair, Glancing through the depths of its roots, soothing with care. Longing, This space and time deny my heart,
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Sparrow
i see the eagle and the sparrow the sparrow stands on the fence gazing over the field before behind it the eagle is perched perfectly upon the same…
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Joseph Delivered
A desperate storm of fingers Clutch viciously at my sides Their reign of spite and jealousy Their hatred my demise I gaze into their pupils A devil-kindled fire…
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The Clock is Ticking: Struggles in Making Friends as an ATCK
It’s true. With every new friend I make, it’s like a countdown begins. I feel a quiet dread — a cold, weary sense in my bones — that I have only a year, maybe two, to make this relationship matter. Like an invisible clock ticking down to my departure…
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