Akisyon a Yesu, the name of our clinic, translates to “The Compassion of Jesus.” It’s the name on the roadside sign, the first thing you notice when you come to the gate. It’s also at the heart of the tension that I have felt ever
When we closed the clinic a month ago, the local leaders, in our first meeting on the subject, said “You have to open the clinic, otherwise people are going to die.” It’s easy to dismiss this as a rhetorical flourish, a hallmark of Karimojong oratorical
My own conversion to Advent appreciation came several years before our children. A combination of authors I was reading at the time, that love-to-hate relationship most people, myself included, have with the ever-greater and ever-earlier commercial observances of Christmas, and a new marriage with its
Since Chloe and I have returned to the field with new, super-official OPC creds, we were asked to write short biographies for the OPC newsletter, New Horizons. Since not all of you subscribe, or if you do, you may be wondering why one would keep
