Busy hands

In the hectic hours leading up to a vacation away from home. Marlo is currently screaming about some injustice and I am currently ignoring.

Independence

I would guess that rarely do many of us seriously reflect on some of the very basic privileges afforded to us. This is how you can help.

Street food

Suddenly Utah’s famous green jello and funeral potatoes don’t seem so exotic.

Oh no, dooce found Jesus

“If you read the Bible, if you study the person that Jesus was when he walked the earth, you’d understand that there was never a trade or a cost for his service. He fed and he clothed and he healed because he loved.”

A debrief by the sea

After a night spent witnessing a way of life no mother or daughter or sister should have to endure.

Souvenirs

I only packed a carryon for my trip to Southeast Asia because I was going to be changing planes twice and staying in three different hotels. There was very little room to bring back souvenirs for the girls, and I while I was trying to figure out what to get them I decided that going [...]

Some initial thoughts from a travel-addled brain

Yes, this happens close to home, too, and yes, there are ways we can all help. I will soon address all of that, but right now I’m getting my bearings about me.

My welcome home

The next time I leave I’m afraid I’ll return to a small pyramid fashioned out of giant dried turds.

Khru Ja

I got to spend an afternoon with someone whose spirit would make me reconsider the existence of God.

Meet The Exodus Road

On strategy, teams, collaboration and those whose faces we cannot show you: how do you even begin to fight human trafficking?