We were childish, and it was happy. The Three Tree was childish itself, though not spry like us anymore. Age had made it firm but had not worn down its spirit.
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I'm a beloved daughter of God, a writer and musician in love with the Democratic Republic of Congo, passionate about working with and for refugees. Follow my blog to see God at work in the Church as well as my life. You'll also read a lot about culture and race. Mungu akubariki (God bless)!
Introduction to Memoirs of the Trees, a new blog series
I grew up in New England, surrounded by forests. Trees dwelt in my yard, encompassed our vehicle as we drove around town, sat watch at Sleeping Giant where we hiked regularly, and huddled in New York’s Adirondack Mountains where we traveled some summers. Apple trees lay below us on Blue Hills Road on the way…
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Rudi nyumbani, mpenzi
Return home, beloved one.
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The sixth love language: food
If God is a provider, and if he has any love, he made himself clear through Eva. It was she that taught me the sixth love language: food.
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Why I shaved my head
Last August, just before the solar eclipse that crossed the entire nation, I shaved my head as a sign of mourning the sins of racial and social class inequality in the United States. I had in mind the way poor people in this country are treated on structural levels, for example. The way black teenagers…
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