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After reading an article titled “Do No Harm” This article really struck me and pleased me at the same time. I’m not exactly sure why, but I have this negative connotation towards mission groups. I loved hearing [the article’s author] Dennis Smith’s sharp critique on this subject. I can’t quite pin where this judgment for…
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Mom, There are many things I’ve learned about the Maya, many things I’ve seen and felt and read. To be Mayan is to carry weight. Literally, Mayans carry weight all the time — baskets on their heads, bundles on their backs. But, in another sense, there is a greater more permanent weight that Mayans carry.…
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Cacao to Chocolate I am a colony of cacao beans, sitting in my shell nobody to disturb me A loud crack heard, the shell that I call home is being broken into. Five long fleshy weird things from the bright blue abyss, reach out and grab me from the only place I know I’m then…
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Feb 16, 2019 Hello friends! Since our last post we’ve enjoyed another week in beautiful Beit Sahour. Week 2 in Palestine has included more bonding with our host families, several trips to local sites, and – you guessed it – many more falafel sandwiches. We have continued to enjoy lectures from professors from the local…
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Feb. 2019 After three weeks of hotel-hopping (and bedouin camp-hopping), we’re glad to be somewhere we can really settle in: Beit Sahour. A Palestinian town in the Israeli-occupied West Bank, Beit Sahour is south of Jerusalem and a short walk downhill from Bethlehem. Of its 15,000 people, 75% are Christians, and we’re all staying with…
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“I feel tall,” said Maya as we were talking about what we noticed in Guatemala after a week. I couldn’t help but laugh at her comment because I couldn’t relate and I thought it was comical. I actually feel like I am an average size here in a funny way. In the United States I…
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Greetings friends, Since Graham left off at the Bedouin camp we have seen, heard, smelled and experienced many more new things. After leaving the camp, we as a group rode on the bus to the small village of Dana where we were to begin our adventure on the Jordan trail. The Jordan trail goes from…
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From our first week in Xela, Guatemala and Tapachula, Mexico where we learned about migration throughout Central America into Mexico. Response to the Border From the moment we all walked up the steps that over looked the border, I was rendered speechless. I saw sand and graffiti on the buildings and walls and my interest…
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Since the end of the last blog post by my friend Silas, we’ve explored Egypt further. Since Anafora, we’ve spent a lot of time traveling out and about, flying from Cairo to Luxor and spending two days there with picturesque scenery along the Nile visible right from our hotel room windows and rooftop. Our guide,…
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On the road yet again. We’re in the highlands, the north. As we climb higher, the trees begin to look like home. Everything else is different, but the rolling hills, the mountains, and the pine trees echo home. There is not ten feet of straight road. The car wash signs on the side of the…