Set The Captives Free-A Prayer For Jean

With Mother’s Day fast approaching, our hearts go out to our mothers and grandmothers we have not seen for weeks going on months thanks to the pandemic.  Many are actually held hostage in solitary confinement in nursing facilities.  But what would you do if your mother was the pawn in a family feud that purposely isolated her for years against her will in a nursing home?  What happens when power and greed are so totally pervasive that others are intimidated and threatened if they act? What would you think when those charged with protecting the rights of the elderly are circumvented at every turn and family members are destroyed one-by-one by extraordinary evil, corruption and abuse of power? Continue reading “Set The Captives Free-A Prayer For Jean”

For the Least of These

Jerry Mbokani is my refugee son from Africa.  The COVID-19 shutdown in Uganda where he is currently exiled has hit the urban refugee community in ways few of us can possibly imagine.  If you are a refugee in the city, you work and then you eat.  With all industry shut down, the refugee does not eat.  All transportation in Uganda has been shut down as well.  It is an impossible situation short of the miraculous provision by people who are the hands and feet of a living God.  Continue reading “For the Least of These”

Beauty in the World Remains Constant

I have a dear friend who attended high school with me.  He is an outstanding photographer and one of the finest men I know.  Once “social distancing” started and he was unable to continue his business travel, he started posting some of his favorite photos and tells stories about them.  I wanted to share his posts but he is very private and does not like the spotlight.  I asked if I could put his travelogue into my blog and keep him anonymous .  He agreed to that!  He and his lovely wife live in Bend Oregon which is stunning in itself.
I asked him if he would continue this posting and sharing until he ran out of stunning photos.  He has not told me no!  So I am hoping this compilation will inspire him to put these in book form once this pandemic is over.  No matter what, I will have an amazing collection from a most talented friend.  He honored me by telling me that my storytelling/photography is what inspired him. He has always been the gentleman. Continue reading “Beauty in the World Remains Constant”

Through My Eyes

I did not go looking for a refugee family in Africa to adopt.  They found me.  It started as just an ordinary writing assignment for an ever curious storyteller and blossomed into a life altering relationship orchestrated by the ONE who answers our prayers.  The thing is, I had never prayed to adopt a refugee family from Africa.  God, what are you up to? Continue reading “Through My Eyes”

And Then This Happened

The Christmas miracle of 2018 left the challenges of my past in the dust.  A job perfectly suited for all my quirks and challenges had been offered.  I became a “street walker” in one of the worst opioid counties in Indiana and my assignment was to conduct health interviews for research for an esteemed University in Indiana.  The light, dressed in snake skin boots and a leopard print coat entered the darkness of poverty, hopelessness and addiction near the eastern edge of Indiana. Continue reading “And Then This Happened”

Machine Guns and Women’s Underwear

What do machine guns and women’s underwear have to do with sending filmmaking equipment to Africa? My missionary friend saw my post from Walmart that I was buying crates to make a shipment to Africa.  He sent me a warning that corrupt customs officials were confiscating items of value and holding them for ransom.  It seems that white women traveling alone to Africa were targeted for this tactic.  He recalled that my last crate of Christmas gifts for my African refugee family was transported by just such a white woman traveling alone. Continue reading “Machine Guns and Women’s Underwear”

Christmas in Africa in August

Not even a power outage could dampen the spirits of Jerry’s family as they eagerly surrounding a big red crate full of Christmas gifts from their American grandmother.  The gifts went from Indiana to New Mexico to Uganda with a detour to the African bush and then made the journey to Jerry’s house via hours of public transportation through a torrential downpour. We planned a video chat so that Grandma could share in the joy of the moment.  A cell phone that won’t hold a charge, a power outage from the storm and a flashlight was all they had, but it was still Christmas, in Africa in August. Continue reading “Christmas in Africa in August”

City Life West-Bryant Rhoades and Culinary School

Central Indiana Youth For Christ reaches young people in our inner cities to strategically pursue lost youth and develop them into leaders while engaging them in a life-long relationship with Jesus.  We do this through an army of volunteers, ministry leaders, local churches and many other partners to provide sustainable youth and family ministry. Continue reading “City Life West-Bryant Rhoades and Culinary School”