Erzurum – The Armenian Village of Karin


We are meandering through the streets of this scenic Southern city. Admiring the window displays, wandering in and out of various shops, and this one, this one catches our attention. “Let’s go in,” my beloved suggests. It’s a jewelry store. And something is drawing us in, something more than simply the unique jewelry. I marvel at…

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He is bounding down the stairs “Mama!  I’m here!!!!!” We are laughing;  we are most always laughing when he makes his presence known…from the very first moment I felt him kick me in the ribs as a babe in my womb. Somersaults, cartwheels, even as a tiny bean in the safety of my growing belly….

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Many months ago, Dr. Michael Moore, Head of Department of Music Education at BJU and Dr. Paul Radford, Head of Department of Communication Studies at BJU, shared a vision with Haro and me.   As these two men were talking, I grew very quiet. I listened intently. My heart and mind trying to process the words…

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“Hold onto my arm,” he instructs me.I look up at him and grip his arm tight.My husband and children are behind me and I can’t look back.Instead, I trust this man and take my first step. I am balancing on a suspension bridge 200 feet above a river; it is swaying as I take tentative…

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I scan the room Young couples, just like us A few of the faces are familiar I even know some of the names But I have never conversed with any of them before I try to make eye contact; no one meets my gaze. Not one. They are huddled in their circles, laughing They know…

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