“Keep looking and see if you see anything.” I did as I was told. As we walked the silent streets of the town in eastern Turkey, I squinted down the side roads, looking for anything. I didn’t really know what that “anything” was going to look like. Blood running in the streets? Families gathered around some sort of ornate, golden altar? Dance rituals? I had no idea. Animal sacrifice has always been… Read More

There have been more than 50 “micro” or “minor” earthquakes here already today. We don’t feel them all, but one’s happening now as I’m typing this — a 3.5. My bed’s shaking a little. It’s not much, but it’s unsettling. No wonder people here are scared to sleep in their homes. You don’t feel it during the day when you’re up moving around, but you do when the bed starts to roll… Read More

“Grace. Wake up. Did you feel that?” I cracked one eye open. Still dark. My roommate LB was holding her phone up next to the bottle on the nightstand, trying to light up the water to see how much it was rocking. “I’m pretty sure that was an aftershock.” I missed it. But I think I’m the only one. Everyone was discussing it at breakfast, and it’s the reason everyone over here… Read More

As the big plane backed away from the gate, I sank down into the seat, allowing myself to decompress. I looked out the window, tracing the city with my eyes. That out there. That’s a hard place. I’ve gotten to visit a few countries recently that I’d call hard. All of them have amazing food. All of them have massive quantities of sand and camels. All of them need Jesus in a… Read More