A week ago, I jumped in an iconic Radio Flyer wagon and rode to a local park as I participated in a fundraiser aimed at bringing hope and new life to oppressed people around the world. Ok, I didn’t actually ride in the red wagon; my kids did. But I pulled them up and down…
Tag: International Teams
Not a shame inducing guilt trip, an opportunity
Oppression appears to be everywhere. I hear about it in the news, see it in my Facebook stream, it’s mentioned at church, and driving past the “lingerie” shops (with “hot, nude girls”) near our house – all of these are constant reminders that oppression is rampant. As a result, I feel like I am constantly…