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Levels of Humanity

My first awareness of different levels of humanity came while serving in the military at Bethesda Naval Hospital in Maryland. […]

A few years ago, my RCA television remote stopped working. I went to the local market in Phnom Penh, where

Finding joy in the collisions of worlds My years as a “missionary” were fascinating, filled with sorrow, challenge, and, at

This is a piece I first wrote years ago, but its meaning has only deepened with time. It is not

There were times when my life felt suspended, as if the world itself had pressed “Pause,” just moments before disaster

As writers, we breathe life into characters who begin as little more than names on a page. With each sentence,

In 2009, I wrote a post about wearing black, in the hope that Goodness might prevail and the World might

In the Northern parts of the United States, the roads are quiet. No cities to slow you down, no travelers

The past few weeks have been a whirlwind with Melinda and Kate visiting. Their presence brought us closer to many

As a boy, my father played semi‑professional baseball in Grandville, Michigan. He earned a few dollars each game, but money