My grandmother died a week ago Friday. She was the last of my grandparents to go, the last of her siblings, and it feels, in some ways, the last of her generation (except for many of my hospice patients, of course). I mean, They don’t make people like her anymore. Today was her funeral. ItContinue reading “Full of Light”
How is it that Christians are still so divided along color lines that in almost half a century, a missionary kid like me never heard of the actual “Father of Modern Missions”? Or if I did, it was never in those terms, and I don’t remember it?