Leaving Jerusalem

“Dad, are you going to miss me?” Joseph blurted out suddenly, as we cruised along Highway 1 on the way to the airport.
“Nah,” I replied. I couldn’t see his face since I was watching the road, but he knew that I was kidding.
We have not talked to each other much lately. It has been that way for a while. I always liked him being around though. Just feeling his presence was enough sometimes.
“Joseph,” I broke the silence. He barely gazed away from his phone.
“You have a whole adventure in front of you. Fall in love, get dumped, make new friends, taste everything. Find out for yourself what life is all about.” He looked back down at his phone, but I knew he heard me.
It didn’t seem that long ago that I held him like a football on my side, as he laughed, while our Golden Retriever barked at us playfully.
Time crawled with as we were waited at the check-in line, but I didn’t mind. It would be awhile before we see him again.
As he walked through the metal detector, we waved our final good-bye. I turned around silently, holding back tears; squeezing Sonnie’s hand gently. We silently walked back to the parking lot, barely noticing the warm humid breeze.


Young Muslim Girl

A young girl at the Korean/Palestinian youth cultural exchange event at Qusin, a small village just outside of Nablus — 99.9% Muslim.  What does her future hold?girl_tonemapped

Qulandia checkpoint

This section of the wall is probably the most well known landmark at
Kalandia / Qalandiya, a Palestinian refugee camp and a checkpoint between Ramallah and Jerusalem. It reminded me of death, birth then life, as I squeezed the shutter.

Truthful painting

The pastor of the church asked Sonnie to make the painting of the Jesus crucifixion more realistic. At the time of the original painting, it was against the law to paint something so graphic.

Water line

The whole neighborhood in Kibera draws water from just one well. When I leave within a couple of days, I am going to thank God every time I turn on a faucet or flush a toilet.

Motorcycle taxi

Boda-badas (motorcycle taxis) are everywhere in Kitale, Kenya. You have four passengers? No problem! Helmets, long pants, boots – all optional.