by Charity Lee Jennings | Jun 12, 2016
If you can open your front door and step directly outside, you are more blessed than the millions of people that surround us in China. We step out into a tiny hallway that is shared with our neighbours, then into a crowded elevator, down to a maze of roads and narrow...
by Charity Lee Jennings | May 26, 2016
“Were those gunshots?” I said as I jolted awake. 3:27 a.m. “No,” Brian answered, sounding alert with jet lag. He drifted back to sleep but I couldn’t shake the sound. One bang, a pause and then five more consecutive bangs. The shots echoed in my head. I told myself to...
by Charity Lee Jennings | Apr 7, 2016
Blossoming flowers and the sunshine of spring birthed a story of hope. I started writing: a lonely woman got a call on Good Friday reporting that her daughter had been in a car accident. She was in critical condition. The woman was faced with loss but at the end of...
by Charity Lee Jennings | Jan 10, 2015
Before plunging into the New Year I took some time to reflect, not just on the past year, but on our holiday season. Something about the holidays facilitates bonding, not just with people, but also with places. While our first few Christmases in China were...
by Charity Lee Jennings | Aug 15, 2014
After a day like today, I am remembering Sylvan Lake with longing. One of our many neighbours are renovating their apartment. In China, people buy just the cement frame of the apartment and then have to hire workers to do all of the renovations before they can move...
by Charity Lee Jennings | Jul 20, 2014
After winding our way through snow-peaked mountains, we found ourselves tracing backroads surrounded by white fields and never-ending sky, looking for a place even the GPS could not find. My aunt and uncle’s farm. When we lived in Calgary, Alberta we loved making the...
