I have a favorite photograph from my first visit to Karamoja—one of the mission’s workers at church on Sunday morning. The background is washed in morning light. He is smiling and wearing a mint-green broadcloth button-down shirt that he, no doubt, purchased especially to wear
reflections
If you’re thinking to yourself, “Gee, Christopher sure hasn’t had anything interesting to say, lately,” you’re not alone. I haven’t had anything to say that was even interesting to me and that’s when you know you’re scraping the bottom of the barrel. The reason for
As we hear of Abraham, the Christian life if a life of sojourning, a life lived in an alien land, but a life lived in purposeful journey, following after the city of God. To think of the city of God here in Karamoja is an