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Now that I’ve experienced half my expected life, there are several things I wish somebody had coached me on earlier.  Of course, following this list will not guarantee success in leadership positions, but they are a dozen tangible things you can do to change both your own perceptions and the perceptions of those around you.  Continue Reading »

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Photo by Cyril-Rana!!

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By Vivian Mabuni        

After graduating and entering my first years as Cru (formerly Campus Crusade for Christ) staff, I found myself sharing with the men on my staff team that I had a “conviction” about women not initiating and therefore would never call them on the phone and would only return calls – even ministry-related business calls. Continue Reading »

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Photo by Ken Fong

By Vivian Mabuni

I walk each day as an Asian American Christian woman drifting between four separate worlds (Asian. American. Christian. Woman.). These worlds often have opposing values that affect my mindset and how I respond and make decisions.

I grew up in Boulder, CO one of a handful of Asian Americans in a graduating class of 650. My dad was a producer and director for the Colorado Shakespeare Festival. When I was nine years old, he directed Romeo and Juliet and I would accompany him to the rehearsals. He mentioned in passing that I would never play the lead role of Juliet because I was Chinese. Continue Reading »

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Photo by Pink Sherbet Photography

By Ann Chen

“For your Maker is your husband—the Lord Almighty is his name—the Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer; he is called the God of all the earth. Isaiah 54:5

Growing up, I’ve heard God described in many ways. Father, Provider, Healer, Shepherd, Redeemer, Husband. I’ve seen God demonstrate himself in so many ways as the first few, but husband? It’s such a hard concept to grasp. Continue Reading »

CIMG8295By Tina Teng-Henson

When my husband John and I really grow up, I hope we’re like our maternal grandparents.

On his side, MeMe and PawPaw shared 65 years of life and marriage together– raising four children in Louisville, Kentucky – who all went on to meaningfully serve Christ and kin in academia, business, and missions.   Continue Reading »

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Photo by bark

By Eun Joo Angela Ryo

I was only a sophomore in high school, and preaching was one of the activities we had to do during a twelve-week discipleship class at church. I took the assignment quite seriously.  Sure, the sermon wasn’t even mine since the requirement was to take one of my youth pastor’s sermons and preach from it, but I was the one up on the “pulpit”–a holy place where only the ordained ministers and laity could go up.  Continue Reading »

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Photo by elbfoto

By Wendy Choy-Chan

It was a happy Easter Day, a happy sunny day, and also a happy baptism day. My girl stood in front of the whole church to proclaim her love for Jesus, her desire to get baptized, and her joy of having Jesus in her heart.

Sadly, it was also a fever day for her, as we had failed to rid her of the nasty fever that had started two days ago. Continue Reading »

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Photo by dok1

By Diana Gee

I did not know my maternal grandmother well. Come to think of it, I did not know any of my grandparents well. Both my grandfathers died when I was young, and language barriers kept me from conversing with my paternal grandmother, even though she was present throughout most of my life.

My mother’s mother, Poh Poh as I would call her, came into my life in the early 90s. Continue Reading »

Not the Only Ones

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Photo by SodanieChea

By Tina Teng-Henson

I wonder if there’s a season in ethnic identity development where you feel like “your” ethnicity has the corner on all the tough stuff: Asian Americans have toxic shame…why can’t we communicate more directly?…Chinese immigrants are frugal to a fault (“cheap!”)…notoriously conflict-avoidant…always saving face.

Recently, I mediated a conflict between an Asian friend and a Latina friend – both dear to me, both unique and beautiful in their own right. Somehow, they’d become the best of friends in the fall – but then by December, something had shifted, and their friendship ended as unexpectedly as it began. Continue Reading »

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Photo by kennymatic

By Elizabeth Chang

Napkin dispenser.

Muffin.

Sea glass.

Porch swing.

Turkey, Muenster cheese, lettuce, tomato, mayo on a roll.

Trampoline. Continue Reading »