25
March
I Thought I Was Going to Help
I walk by two street people and their dog everyday on my way to buy Brötchen (buns) for breakfast. I dash into the store for the buns, a quart of milk, some sandwich meat and cheese, and then I scurry past them back to the comfort of our flat – safe and sound – to […]
28
February
Stay Salty, Berlin
I thought I understood ministry communications. Then I spent two months in Berlin asking the question, “How do I tell someone about this?” It’s really not a matter of substance. There’s plenty of fodder and activity to publish remarkable stories on a daily basis. Prostituted women are finding a café just for them on Kurfürstenstraße […]