Tagged: intercessory prayer

Dear Yazidi mother, I cannot imagine your pain. I’ve read reports of what you’ve endured and can hardly bear to read another. Your husbands and sons murdered, your daughters ripped from your arms and sold to men who tell them their god gives them permission to rape and to enslave. A world feasting on the …[ read more ]

One day, I stepped into a black hole, a pit, a kind of darkness from which few escape, a rural ghetto that before I entered, I could not imagine anyone calling home. But someone did. A family lived inside but they’d forgotten they were a family, nearly forgotten they were human or of worth to …[ read more ]