At Home in the World: Reflections on Belonging While Wandering the Globe

by Tsh Oxenreider

This rock is an Ebenezer of remembrance. I am free to scream to God my grievances—at least on paper—but when I am done, I must leave them and remember that my Maker knows me, will watch over my offering, and will return with me.

For what you see and hear depends a good deal on where you are standing: it also depends on what sort of person you are. —C. S. Lewis

“Love doesn’t mean gazing at each other, but looking, together, in the same direction.”

He who works with his hands is a laborer. He who works with his hands and his head is a craftsman. He who works with his hands and his head and his heart is an artist.