I remember well the day that we received a message of dire weather from our friends in Kenya. We often do not know why or how a particular memory stays with us long after the actual event or conversation. I do not know why this particular message stuck with me. I only know that it did and it has and it will, to this day and evermore.CONTINUE READING →
Just as I receive news of the Kenyan farmers and their fears about too much rain or not enough rain, I also receive messages from friends in Kenya about the students, their neighbors, whom they love well and truly. These messages come in from Kenya during the night sometimes, and if I’ve forgotten to turn off my phone, the ring of the incoming text awakens me.CONTINUE READING →
I have just hung up from a phone meeting with three very smart students at Augsburg College in Minneapolis.
My day had been difficult. I’d worried about some things that hung heavily in my heart. In this meeting, we went through the logistics of their school project, outlining how these young people will help The Mama Ada Foundation reach out to corporations.CONTINUE READING →