it is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morningin the broken world. --Mary Oliver, from Invitation B said that she used to think that Washington Square Park was the center of the world. When I walk through the center of the park and feel the mist from the fountain settle on… Continue reading For 35: When the Arc of the Moral Universe Feels Too Long
I read a passage from a Bible sermon the other day online. The passage came from the Gospel of Mark and described when Mary the mother of James, Mary Magdalene, and Salome went to Jesus tomb to put spices on his body. When they were walking there they asked themselves who would roll the rock… Continue reading Second Miracles
I have been asked before how it is that I can find such enjoyment in life while living in a country that constantly visually reminds me of the reality of human plight. Although I live in a pleasant neighborhood, I can still exit my door and walk for about five minutes and see any number… Continue reading The Question of Strawberry Lemonade Cake
It’s interesting how sometimes the very things you need are given to you when you need them the most. After I had sat at my computer and written my last blog post about feeling a bit sad and lonely, I found encouragement in one of my daily routines. Each morning in Ghana, so far, I… Continue reading A Mountain Wedding
Odelia Younge 