From July 16, 2020 I watched the first nine minutes of a film I never finished last night as I tried to relax after a busy day, a busy 20 days, before going home to Haiti.
From July 15, 2020 The lowly mustard seed is very easy to overlook, yet it is filled with life-giving potential. In Haiti, mustard seeds abound, in the form of neglected and abandoned people who are being swept away by the ill-winds of severe poverty. But each person, Jesus tells us, contains possibility and purpose.
From July 14, 2020 More than a few people in the States, including one doctor, felt that my illness in late May and early June was not bronchial pneumonia but was probably Covid 19. Last week, the internist ordered a few routine blood tests.