Blessed to be a Blessing

“We are blessed to be a blessing.” How many times have I heard that familiar refrain in my mind as I try to reconcile the poverty I see in Burundi with the wealth I see in America?  A humbling experience at this summer’s widow’s retreat showed me that our Burundian sisters may understand their blessings…

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Another Kind of Camp

I remember attending my first Bible camp as a very young boy.  I was about 10 years old and it lasted for a week during the hottest part of the summer.  As a 4th grade boy, going to camp served as both a break from my pesky brother, as well as an escape from pulling…

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Busking in Burundi

Intrigued I lean forward in my chair at the front of the meeting room watch the children who are leading the singing the dancing. I decide to learn the feet first and try to make my feet copy what I see moving them surreptitiously under my chair. Loose left foot right foot to the front…

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