The Jesus of my childhood was the man! He was a tall, white guy in a bright, white robe with long, flowing brunette locks. He gave food to hungry people, performed several magic tricks with his all-male cohort and then peaced-out back to heaven to wait for everyone else to join him. Essentially, he was…
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Foolish or fearless: Love and joy in the slums
Many people think what I’m doing with my college degree is crazy. And I suppose they’re right. I share a tiny, one room apartment in Bangkok, Thailand. My apartment does not have windows or air-conditioning. I sleep on a 3-inch thick mat under a mosquito net every night. I live on about $8 U.S. dollars…