When Christmas isn’t Merry & Bright

I remember being in college, and learning that one of my old junior high students from the youth group I helped with had had his mother die. On Christmas day. Their dad was already out of the picture and life was already hard. For a story I wrote earlier this year...

Giving Tuesday — Let’s be the remedy

“Name ten people you met this week,” he said to us. We were sitting in a dining room in South Africa. We’d just come back from a couple weeks in Malawi, Africa, and we were debriefing in Johannesburg before returning home. They’d sent us...