A few years ago, I wrote a poem as my mission prayer for Swazi: Not my Love to Give I have learned what it is to love deeply from the heart. But I have learned that it is not my love to give; it’s Yours. So, let me love so boldly, believe so fiercely, fight so selflessly, hurt so
Read MoreIt’s only been eight days since I’ve left Swazi, and it already feels like months! It somehow gets harder and harder to leave each time I go. For my fourth “transition” back to American culture, you’d think by now I’d be accustomed to the dramatic changes; however, there are some parts of culture that still
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