No Matter What, I’d Do It Again
“Where is he?” David muttered, pacing and jittery. “He’s two hours overdue.” Our visionary friend was traversing conflict zones, but he’d never been this late. Then the phone rang. David lunged for it. His face projected relief,...
I’ve Lived with War All My Life – So Why Bother?
I couldn’t help it. I burst into tears. Exactly a year ago in Iraq, our dreamer had shared the cruel facts filtering out. But now was the final blow. Their homes had been ransacked. And occupied by fighters. Their belongings dumped into the street. Two months before...
Quiet Victories in No Man’s Land
“The thrill of victory; the agony of defeat.” The recent Olympics put that truth on display! After a lifetime of rigor and pain, a moment in the spotlight. Ecstatic winners jump in victory. Defeated challengers hang their heads. The dreamers strengthened by...
Where is that boy?
“Where is that boy?” our dreamer muttered, tension rising, as he searched the city after nightfall. In distant suburbs, mortar shells thudded. Machine guns rattled. The streets of his usually bustling city were deserted. Huddled in public parks, refugees snatched...