Tag: In deed and truth

• December 1, 2010

  Seawall

  The flow of human misery into this clinic is unrelenting.  Like a faucet of suffering that’s been turned wide open and the handle broken off, they come each day the clinic is open. Mothers with young children make up the majority of those who wait in the heat for their turn, but there are others…
• November 27, 2010

  I Will Carry You in my Heart

  Freckled sunlight danced at our feet in the clearing under the konyuk tree. Crude wooden benches stretched out from the clearing, all facing the tree. Arrayed on the benches the occupants of the Lachook leper colony sat and sang at the top of their lungs and clapped in time to a worship song to welcome…