City of Refuge is rapidly building a plane in the air while it’s flying – fortunately, at every turn, we look around to see another perfect piece to the complicated puzzle (one that seems to get more complicated with time). The perfect pieces are really just what transpires when people give sacrificially of themselves to
“I’m encouraged.” It’s probably not a phrase you’re hearing a lot, or seeing in Facebook comments, or reading on headlines. So let me tell you why it’s true for me. I’m encouraged by what the last 3 months have proven. That the work we’re doing can go on, despite significant disruptions in the typical pathways.
Our promise to keep you informed amidst the ever-changing landscape of the refugee resettlement world has me in your inbox more frequently this season. Thank you for reading, for caring, for investing. Thank you to the many of you who have given financially, submitted volunteer applications, and are sharing social media posts/newsletters and advocating for
It was a jarring question to hear, asked by one of our refugee friends to a community partner organization. We have to do better. We have to change the rhetoric. We have to change the culture. Unfortunately, it’s not the work that only a few can do… it requires all of us. It requires all
Today marks one year as the Executive Assistant at City of Refuge, and what a year it has been! As this milestone approached, I couldn’t help but reflect on and process the past year, filled with “favorite moments and memories.” I feel so incredibly grateful for the experiences on this list and for being part
This is a long story… over three years long. But I want to share it all with you because it has been a life-changing experience for me, and for the people I’ve been connected to through City of Refuge. This winter marks a year for me as the coordinator of our Buddy Program. Every time
The Language of Friendship December is a month of reflection, and this week, I took a moment to pause my work and look around the artisan center. There is creative chaos all around me. An unfinished project still sits next to a sewing machine because the Afghan woman stopped to help a girl from Myanmar
