Results for Reflections
A Father’s Unconditional Love brings Healing
It’s rare to see a father in the CURE Malawi ward. Malawi is an extremely patriarchal society. This means that it is the fathers that generally earn the money to…
The Instant Sorority
Imagine suddenly being considered a freak. It’s because of your baby. Your baby was fine … until she wasn’t. Her head started growing to inexplicable proportions. You’ve never seen anything…
I met Jesus in Santo Domingo
When I was offered the opportunity to lead a CURE U team on a trip to the Dominican Republic over Thanksgiving break, I never dreamed I’d have the chance to meet Jesus while kneeling at a hospital bedside with plaster still drying on my fingers.
We are skin and bones with souls
But somehow, a thousand turns in the road later, I end up at CURE Malawi. Initially I was dead set against it. Me, in a hospital, in Africa? Ridiculous. But then followed a week of sleepless nights spent thinking about photojournalism, travel, children, and doing-something-good. I was in. I would just figure out the photographing-surgery part when I got there.
An operating room worship service in Zambia
Earlier this year I traveled to CURE Zambia with a group of church leaders. I asked a good friend of mine, Tich Dzinotyiwei, to join us. Tich was one of my best students when I led the Theological College of Zimbabwe, and he went on to become the head of his denomination, working with Baptist congregations all over Zimbabwe.
Little Bodies, Big Hearts
It surprises me to realize that I’ve had a desk at CURE Headquarters for almost 6 months now. I spend my days educating others about CURE’s mission to live out Luke 9:2, “Healing the sick and proclaiming the kingdom of God.” But that balmy, rain-filled Friday in Uganda was the first time my feet walked on CURE soil, a living, breathing place full of hope, life, and restoration. The lettering on the sign was familiar to my American eyes, but innately I knew there would be little else that was familiar.
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