Halfway through the four months I spent in Africa a couple years ago, I read a statement that now feels like a line in the sand. It went something like this: No entrepreneur can compete against donated goods. The passage went on to describe the plight of a tailor in an economically depressed town somewhere...

I’ve said it already.  Extensively.  But some things bear repeating. There’s been an explosion on the development blogs regarding Jason Sadler’s proposal to send one million used (but decent!) t-shirts to Africa.  Apparently, Sadler runs a site called I Wear Your Shirt, built on...

When I was a young girl I had an albino friend. Annie’s hair was as light and wispy as cotton candy. Her eyes as pink as Valentine Sweet-Tarts.  At church, whenever we sang that song about Jesus washing me whiter than snow, I thought of her. Almost from birth, I was marred with freckles. Angel-kisses,...

Today I’m washing my last load of cloth diapers. After this, I’ll be tossing small smelly bundles of plastic and chemicals directly into a hole down the hill from my house. And although I admit I’m a little thrilled at the convenience of it all and am pretty sure I won’t miss the nightly ritual...

I met Tom Davis a few years ago at K2 Church in Salt Lake City, Utah. I was there to check out the cool warehouse-church with the beach sandal billboard; Tom was there to tell the church about suffering orphans, young girls entering the sex-trade, and a generation decimated by HIV/Aids. Three minutes...

Some attempts at justice are better than others. Bono stood on the stadium’s stage, a briefcase in his hand. This is what I remember he said, “In a few hours I will be taking this briefcase to Gleneagles Hotel, and turning it over to the leaders of the countries you represent.  Inside they will...

Anyone who follows the news in even the most cursory manners knows that Israel/Palestine has erupted again (please pray). But what’s new? Does anyone pay attention anymore? And if you do – congratulations, and thank you – does your knowledge of what’s going on in the world...

As I think about the abortion debate in Christian culture and the political arena I am both heartened and disappointed. First, I am terribly frustrated that politicians use it to grab votes but have yet to do anything substantive to reduce the number of abortions in this country. Second, I have a...

Don Miller was in Uganda the last two weeks with a few friends doing important stuff. On occasion, he’ll bring back gifts for friends, so he stopped in a bookstore and bought a few copies of “Our Heritage Series”, a collection of Ugandan children stories. Here’s the back cover...