The Wise Do Not Always Weigh In “When one has too many answers,” Merton wrote, “and when one joins a chorus of others chanting the same slogans, there is, it seems to me, a danger that one is trying to evade the loneliness of a
How breastfeeding changed my view of God Rebecca McLaughlin reflecting on Isaiah 49:15 gives an important insight into God, that no man could give. God’s love for us is no Hallmark sentiment. This image is not primarily a celebration of our newborn cuteness: “God could
You Don’t Have to Give Your Kid a Phone Someone, somewhere will probably call that parenting choice an infringement of human rights. At the same time adults everywhere are trying to figure out How To Power Down In A Wired World. God answers prayer for Burundi
The heart of a heartless world In an interesting editorial, The Guardian talks about prayer. The bleak universe that science appears to reveal, initially random and ultimately purposeless, is not one that anyone can feel at home in. Most people do want to feel at home.
Sixteen years ago I was desperate to work overseas amongst some of the world’s poorest people. So after one interview where I exaggerated my ability to speak French (almost none, to be honest) I found myself being posted to Burundi. As I had no real
This is a frankly an amazing story from Simon Guillebaud in Burundi, and if you haven’t given money this week, give it to help Freddy. I appreciated this post on Martin Luther King on the Two Types of Laws and the Four Steps to Successful Nonviolent
My friend Simon Guillebaud paid for two Burundian prostitutes recently. Here’s what happened. Yesterday I wrote about Europe, and this article offers another symptom of Europe’s malaise. A depressed and lethargic young generation There has been dramatic economic improvements for millions of people but development is
I have a long-lasting attachment to the small nation of Burundi in East Africa. It is one of the poorest in the world. I’ve found that commitment to a nation in prayer, finances and support has helped keep me engaged with the poor when I