When I left to move overseas, single, to live in a closed country in North Africa, I really had no idea what was ahead of me. As these things tend to go. It was harder and better, sweeter and more bitter than I could have imagined. Nothing went as planned Read more…
The day the refugee organization we worked for in Egypt had our big goodbye and send off, one of our refugee co-workers, Micah (not his real name), asked to speak with us privately before we left for the day. Micah is a man we came to respect immensely in our Read more…
Our time in Egypt was kind of a strange season. I got sick our first week there, and struggled with my health on and off the whole time. It took 7 months to get a diagnosis. And even then, no treatment seemed to help that much. The underlying issue was Read more…