I went to church today. It was a more traditional church that I am used to and the choreography of the service reminded me of the old Southern Baptist church I would go to when I was in junior high school. The pews were wooden, creaky, and uncomfortable. I remember...
The pastel eggshells are in the garbage and candy wrappers are strewn all over the kid’s bedrooms. We went to church yesterday and the minister was hyped. The band was hyped. And the faithful were hyped. Alongside Christians all over the world, we sang about how death...
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My heart is heavy. All of the things I care about most seemed to be both crippled and yet also highlighted by this sinister convergence in our world right now. The virus, the economic landslide, and the outrage over George Floyd’s murder have my head spinning and my...
We ate humble pie this year. I’m pretty sure all of Haiti did along with us. The past ten years, since first sitting down with four women and a pile of discarded cereal boxes and building a fair trade social business that sustained over 300 families, Papillon has...
Millions of dollars were donated in the months following the earthquake and since in Haiti. People were eager to help and hopeful that this boost and influx of charity would perhaps be the answer that Haiti has needed for so long. Things appeared to be getting better...
