The View From Here

This morning I had an argument with my BF and it did not go well. No surprise. Also no surprise that the argument started at point A and ended up at point Z or what I'd call "planet mars." My poor BF, he had no idea what hit him (metaphorically of course) but neither did I. By the end of the argument, I found myself standing alone in the middle of the living room with tears threatening to stream from my eyes, and eventually they did. The feelings that arose were a powerful potion of regret, anger, sadness and perplexity as to my teaching experience in China in 92-93. As some people know, I was interrogated in China in 1993 and my visa was unexpectedly cancelled because I allegedly broke the law. Later, Chinese officials admitted that they "may have made a mistake" which is pretty much an outright confession for having done something wrong and being sorry for it. For years I always believed that what I set out to do in China came out of a sincere desire to...

Hope is the only thing that sustains me, and it is a hope that is grounded in my Christian faith. So while everyday I read about the dumb and dangerous acts and words of our president-elect and his cabinet, I also learn of people who give me hope. A recent story lifted my spirits because it was about Christians unlike some evangelicals who supported the president-elect (can we say mostly middle-aged and old White men?), these are followers of Jesus Christ who in their small way were going to welcome the stranger and the marginalized the way Jesus did. Learn more about their story on NPR .