Along dusty, dirt roads, dogs roam and men fix clapped out cars.
Narrow allay ways infected with poverty, crime, and illness.
In concrete crooked houses children play and women wash clothes.
Where families live chaotic lives, broken, and fragile.
Here, embodied in his saints Jesus walks the streets, eats at tables and touches lives.
On white plastic chairs [...]
Archive for April, 2008
My poem on Brazil
April 19, 2008
Reflection on Brazil
April 16, 2008
I’ve been back in England a week now, and I haven’t even put a post on here about how it went. The experience was amazing, and so different from anything else that I’ve done before its hard to know where to start. We have a debriefing day with BMS (Baptist Missionary Society) tomorrow at college and [...]
