Archive | September, 2008

Six Years Ago Part 3

tracer bullet among other bullets

Six years ago today the gunfire was so loud and so close I thought “they” were hunting us. Six years ago today I lay under a table in the dining hall my arms linked with two former students who were now staff. Six years ago today I watched the tracer bullets fly by the window in both directions, but mostly from East to West.

Finding Part of Me Again

bowl of soup

This weekend one of my former students was in town for a fundraiser.  She served two years in Uganda with a ministry connected to the mission I work with.  This weekend we had a 5k Walk to raise money for Hope Alive! and the foster care system in Colorado. I had the privilege of teaching [...]