Dana Aird

When I was young, I remember the excitement of a brand-new notebook, the first day of January, and a head full of big plans. I would sit down with a pen, full of confidence, and write my New Year’s resolutions. Go to the gym more. Pass all my exams. Learn Spanish. The list would stretch […]

It is a beautiful morning here in Lusanja. The rainy season has quietly returned. The kind of rain that doesn’t rush, but lingers—soft and steady, like it’s reminding us to slow down too. The earth is damp and rich. The red dust has settled into deep clay, and the banana leaves glisten like they’ve been

It’s Easter morning. The dogs are lying on the veranda, half-asleep, their tails flicking now and then as the cool breeze brushes past. The sky is a quiet grey, and I can see the rain coming down the hillside in the distance—soft and slow, like a promise on its way. It’s not sunny. Not bright.

“So then you are no longer strangers and aliens, but you are fellow citizens with the saints and members of the household of God” – Ephesians 2:19, ESV March has arrived with a fierce heat that makes each day feel longer than the last. The thermometer soars past 38 degrees almost daily, and by the