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The Cry for Submission: Letter from the Editor by Emily Fales

Submission is a word that provokes significant discomfort for me. When I first saw that this was one of our lifestyle celebrations, ...
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Read Our February Newsletter- WMF Thailand

February 15, 2016

Hello friends from around the world, It’s February, and if you live in Bangkok, the color red can be seen all over the city! Red lanterns hung for Chinese New Year. Our spirits are high because the temperature in Thailand dropped this week, I wish I could say our cheeks and noses were also red…

A Lenten Reflection

February 9, 2016

I don’t like darkness. In all my best dreams, I’m in a grassy, wide open field with the morning sun on my face. I do not like Lent, the 40ish days in the historical church calendar plopped in-between Epiphany and Easter. I’m an Advent girl, with it’s candles and hope and weight – but not…

Do You Love Your Neighbors Pt. 2

February 8, 2016

Last week, I wrote about loving your neighbor. Or, rather, how I had witnessed another Word Made Flesh community loving their neighbors really, really well. I wrote about how they had inspired me and how I wanted to pursue friendship and community here in Kigali in the same way that they do in Kroo Bay. Turns out,…

Privilege

February 3, 2016

I LEFT THAILAND about 1 month ago, but it seems much longer. Life is slower when you live at home and don’t have a job.  Culture shock is real and I’ve been experiencing it, whether obviously or subtly. Thankfully, I’ve had plenty of time processing with friends who (for whatever reason) are more than willing…

Finding Hope In Dusty Spaces

February 1, 2016

  In the cold corner of a drafty room we’re huddled together. Our only comforts: a small space heater, our friends, and the grace of God. It’s January in Moldova, and morning prayer is about to begin. Over the sounds of mixing cement we give thanks. At times, the dull whining of drill reaches a peak…

Word Made Flesh And The Idea Of Beloved Community

January 28, 2016

Hi, WMF friends. This last week, Asbury University invited me to speak for its MLK Jr. chapel. I’m deeply thankful to have shared for this event as so much of MLK’s work resonates with both who Word Made Flesh is and seeks to be as an organization. For instance, an important aspect of MLK’s work is about…

“Do you love your neighbor?”

January 25, 2016

This was shouted from Kumba and Bala’s cabin (just next door to ours) on a frequent basis over the course of our retreat. It’s a trick question, obviously, to which we could only respond that we did, in fact, love our neighbors. This joke carried on through the whole retreat; “Do you love your neighbor” called out to neighboring…

“Are we awake during the great revolutions of today?”

January 18, 2016

Taken on the march from Selma to Montgomery, I love how this photo showcases deep and diverse bonds of camaraderie forged while striving for justice. The friendship of Martin Luther King Jr. and Abraham Joshua Heschel (two of the good folk in this photo) continues to inspire me; so, I added a quote to the…

The Nine-Year-Old Girl Who Inspired A New Program

January 11, 2016

As the weather is turning cold and the daylight is getting shorter in Romania, we continue to develop relationships with vulnerable children. Let me tell you about one of our second-graders, a 9-year-old, who I will call Anca. We have known Anca since she was a baby. Over the past 14 years, we helped two of Anca’s older…

Back Home

January 7, 2016

I flew back to the United States one week ago. I have returned to my family, the Blue Ridge Mountains, & my sweet, sweet fiancé. Reverse culture shock has never been easier, but I still deeply miss the people of WMF and Moldova. As I sat around the Christmas dinner table—and many other moments in these last few days—I…