I Don’t Know if My Eyes are Open or Closed
It is ironic that one week ago I was standing at a gold mine in the very dangerous, remote Orientale…
It is ironic that one week ago I was standing at a gold mine in the very dangerous, remote Orientale…
In the capacity of translator, I happened to be invited by the Jewish World Watch team on mission trip to…
Greetings JWW blog readers. My name is Mike Ramsdell. I have had the privilege of capturing this “Congo journey” in…
How strange to be out of Congo. As Isaiah, our incredible translator, and I walked across the border he showed…
Ten days ago we arrived in Kigali with trepidation and expectation. It seems like a day or two ago in…
Suddenly we are surrounded by a sea of children. As we stand there they begin to form a circle around…
I don’t sleep here, even with sleeping pills. I wake up after a few hours, images of the day racing…
We are taken by convoy on an impossible 3 hour drive, high up in the mountains where the Congolese Tutsis…
Yesterday I felt completely engulfed by sadness. I wrote a blog entry that I will not post with you now,…
I thought it couldn’t get worse. Yesterday listening to Renee and Sabine tell the stories of their rapes I felt…