The Immigrants’ Daughter (The Mudroom)

So much heat embedded in words like “immigration,” “refugee,” and “sanctuary” that we don’t want to touch them.
Among these, I find loved ones, family and friends. I also find Jesus.
I’m “going there” today with a personal spill at the Mudroom. Click here.

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