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In the blink of an eye...your world can change...your direction can shift...your life can transform. In the blink of an eye, God got a hold of me, and his method to break me, was devastating, but I see His glory, even in tragedy. It's Saturday night and I am sitting on my bed, the balcony open, the street aromas coming though, smoke, taxis honking. My mind has been in a trance today with my recent and quick trip to the states and back. 22 hours after hearing of Aimee's death, i was on a plane, and now i am right back where I was. Tonight as I was walking through our neighborhood to stock up on food, different mosques went off with their calls to prayer. One by one the calm evening sky suddenly had a soundtrack, and my mind went wild. I know the reason I was called to serve here. The darkness is so heavy, and after witnessing the frailty of life this last week, my heart hurts all the more to bring glory where it is due. I am not skilled at the language, and make cultural mistak…

The Loss of Aimee

It's Sunday. Had things progressed as expected, then I would be leaving school about now, walking down the street to catch a tram home, avoiding dust and hiding my light eyes behind sunglasses. I would be heading home for an early dinner, my weekly grocery shopping, and then my  Sunday skype date with mom and dad. But no, this Sunday it is a rainy morning in Charlotte. The sky is dark, and I haven't seen real rain in months. The last place i expected to be at this moment is in Charlotte, NC,  and a newspaper displaying the angelic face of my precious Aimee laying beside me. The headline next to me reads "School Mourns Teacher After Fatal Wreck."  I go in and out of moments of belief and disbelief at what is going on. Thursday night, I received the horrible news that my Aimee had gone to be with our Lord after a head on collision with a truck less than a mile from work. Within hours, someone booked me ticket to leave Cairo for a few days, and come home to Charlotte, t…
Little did I know, that this country would challenge me to the core, while snatching up my affection at the same time. I have been having quite a "western" weekend by ordering CHINESE take-out, going to see Sherlock Holmes and wandering around a beautiful upscale mall of marble decor and fancy stores. Based on my weekend, one would never know I was living in Egypt. But once outside, the reality smacks you in the face of women begging in the cold, sitting on street corners with their bundled babies in their arms. Fully covered women, exposing only their eyes through tiny slits share my seat on the tram, and are gracious to help me with directions knowing very well my Arabic is limited. Tiny dirty children play in the streets, and sit atop garbage piles in an area of the city designated for those who don't choose to participate in the majority belief system. Friday morning call to prayer provides large groups of men bowing toward Mecca on sidewalks all over the city. D…

Two Months Down...

Two months ago during my preparations to move, I was staying with my parents, playing yahtzee with mom, eating Taco Bell, and finding myself addicted to The Biggest Loser. Now, I lay in bed at night awake listening to cats screaming and fighting in the alley below my balcony. I cross many lanes of roaring traffic by foot, I buy hot bread off the street, and donkey carts share the road with trains and cars, all fighting for its right of way. Cairo is where to send someone who needs some reality knocked into them...its not a forgiving place, you have to stand up for yourself...and as I learn little by little how to live here, I see its magic...and why it captivates people.
Every time I step foot out of the elevator onto the bustling streets below, I never have a clue what I will witness. People watching had always been a pastime, but in Cairo, its my full time entertainment. Pulling out my camera is not always a good idea, but you find that people may not believe if you tried to re-cr…