Hope When You Hurt
As I walk, I see gates everywhere—most closed, some locked, a few standing open. And beyond the gates, rhododendrons dressed in mauve and fuscia and pink, fountains of canary yellow…
When life goes up in flames
Photo by Stephen Radford on Unsplash God, sometimes there are no words. What can one say when a mother who has made her way safely through the explosive streets of Syria weeps for…
Home when you have none (OR The place you can rest)
When I was 18 months old, our little family of three flew back to Nigeria after a few weeks in England. Flights were overbooked, we were bumped and rerouted, and…