One of the funniest things about being in Southeast Asia is my identity as “American” changes depending on where I am. In America, for example, everyone speaks to me in English. In Singapore, however, while the other students will speak to me in English, whenever I interact with Singaporeans from the older generation when at the airport, buying groceries, or...
As I reflect back upon my time in Jerusalem, I become poignantly conscious of how intrigued I am by the Holy Land but at the same time how challenged I am by it, in regards to my faith but also my political views. While this is not necessarily the response I anticipated, it is certainly a response organic to the context...