welcome + contemplations

For the curious or stranger or those who may accidentally stumble across these pages, welcome to my blog. Roped into the addiction by some friends, I have now agreed to go public with my life (or rather small portions of it that I feel comfortable displaying). Please feel free to visit once or often.

This verse has been running through my mind lately. “To whom much is given, much will be required.”

A woman visited my church from Kenya and when she spoke I was reminded of a trip to Nigeria I took a few years ago. She spoke of hanging her clothes on the line outside her house; how women cannot hold the jobs men have; and women make crafts if they want to make money; and of the rough road systems; and how the uprising that ensued after the recent Presidential election resulted in killings all over the nation; and how she was nearly dragged from her car by angry men with machetes and gasoline; how God supernaturally intervened to protect her life.

What? That is her life? That is how her country reacts when a President is elected that many do not agree with?

With this sobering reality, I find that I do not “see” all that I have been given…washing machines, women’s equality, paved roads, civil protests…and many more things that I pass by everyday without a single thought to the billions in the world that go without. That verse is about me. And it’s about my nation.