Okay fine. I never actually prayed those exact words. But boy did I pray for perfection. I prayed for perfection without realizing it or naming it. I felt this heavy burden, this sinister desire to be perfect. A perfect missionary kid for my parents, for my family’s support churches, for the mission, for people aroundContinue reading “God, please make me perfect: The unanswered prayer of a missionary kid”
I consider my skin color to be like my favorite coffee order, a Mocha. But if I’m being real with myself and with you, I’m probably more of a white chocolate mocha. I was born to a black mother and a white father. And on paperwork, I’d list my ethnicity as Pacific Islander, White, andContinue reading “What my skin color means: Seeing privilege and oppression on a Walmart run”
I know. I know. It’s a Hannah Montana song. I don’t know much about that show, I didn’t grow up watching it, but I DO know about living in between two worlds, living the best of both worlds. I’m not talking about being a teenage superstar and trying to balance having a normal life. I’m talking aboutContinue reading “The best of both worlds: 7 Pros and Cons to living between worlds”
As a kid it seems so easy to make friends. You play with each other, talk, exchange stories, or share toys and voila! You’ve made a friend. On my first day of grade 1 in Seattle, Wa., I was nervous about going to school. Being a new kid, my first time in the states, it wasContinue reading “Searching for friends & making real connections”
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