Little by Little, The Basket Fills Up

Little by Little, The Basket Fills Up

Written by Mike Saum Aba na aba kwijaza kibaba. Little by little, the basket fills up. The truth of this local proverb is exemplified in the day-to-day life of the Mwani, a least-reached tribe living on the northern coast of Mozambique, and the ministry of the AIM...
I Am The Enemy

I Am The Enemy

I Am the Enemy ; By Anonymous The sense of being behind enemy lines began when we got off the plane. Immigration was immediately suspicious of us and it took a favor from the US Embassy to be released from the airport. A friend and I came to this North African nation...
Seeing A Way Out

Seeing A Way Out

Written by Andi Clinard Seeing a way out . . . “What do you see?” Bernard Kabaru asks. He glances first at the faces of his workshop attendees, then over his shoulder, to the wall. A picture of an empty, destroyed house is projected there. “What do you feel?” Kabaru...
Blurring the Lines

Blurring the Lines

Written by Andi Clinard At the moment, there’s a lot that stands in contrast in Kenya. Raila Odinga and Mwai Kibaki. Orange Democratic Movement and Party of National Unity. And, perhaps most of all, Kikuyu and Luo. Or, given the day, any of the other lines able to be...
Rising from the Ashes

Rising from the Ashes

Written by Andi Clinard “We knew each other by name.” Pastor Steve Munyambu pauses thoughtfully as he reflects on the people responsible for torching his home in the Kibera slums of Nairobi, Kenya, just minutes after the disputed election results were announced....
Little Moments in Lopit

Little Moments in Lopit

by Andi Clinard Someone asked me the other day what my best moment was in my life among the Lopit, an animistic people group clustered in the mountains of Sudan South, where I’ve worked for a year and a half. One best moment? Perhaps it was the other day when Ellen,...