Recently I visited an ancient mosque. It’s something I do as often as I can. I like to pray on mosques. Weird, I know, but there’s something about calling out the name of Jesus in the middle of a place that denies his deity that makes my heart sing. Some of my best conversations about … More Apologetics or Trusting?
I live in a dirty place. You can’t imagine the dirt I deal with on a daily basis. When it “rains” it’s really just mud drops falling from the sky. And I walk most places. (Traffic is horrific in this mega-city, so it’s usually faster just to walk.) Through dirt, dust and weird mud puddles … More Cleansing
Ever wonder what an expat does all day? Here’s a day in my life:
Yesterday millions of Muslims began their yearly 30-day fast for the month of Ramadan. It is a strange time to be in the Middle East. The rules are different. Life is different. Yesterday, my friends went to their local market to buy tons of food in preparation for their first night’s futuur, the breaking of the fast. … More Preparing for Ramadan
Moving to a new city means hours of wandering around finding this store or that necessity. The other day I had a specific list of places to find as I dodged mopeds, hopped over the results of donkey carts pausing for passers by to look at the owner’s wares, avoided strange puddles in this desert … More My Home