Advent at the Table
None of it made any sense: how I found myself in a tent of Yazidi refugees for six hours without knowing a lick of Kurdish;
Tag: Christmas
Advent Beneath Our Feet
Elauterio knew the way. Sweating in the October heat, our group trailed after him under low branches and down a bank of loose stones. My
Alternate Routes: Hospitality
Editor’s Note: It’s easy to feel overwhelmed or apathetic when faced with the sheer volume of need in our world. Writing a check or volunteering with
