Between the walls of a small cinderblock church we played, laughed, learned, colored, and prayed with a mob of children. Together we memorized ancient words and sang to our very present God. View Post
Archive Category: My Trip To Guatemala
Long Distance & Slow Violence
Poverty and wealth are next door neighbors here in Guatemala City. And I’m not proud of this, but it makes me angry. View Post
Preconceived Notions
I’m in the Nashville airport listening CNN on the TV and to the crooner across the hall twanging Friends In Low Places for the lunch crowd at Tootsies Bar. In a few hours I’ll be in Dallas hugging the bloggers headed to Guatemala with me for the first time. Amanda… Read More