patterns of ink
How fruitless to be ever thinking yet never embrace a thought... to have the power to believe and believe it's all for naught. I, too, have reckoned time and truth (content to wonder if not think) in metaphors and meaning and endless patterns of ink. Perhaps a few may find their way to the world where others live, sharing not just thoughts I've gathered but those I wish to give. Tom Kapanka
About Me
- Name: .Tom Kapanka
- Location: Lake Michigan Shoreline, Midwest, United States
By Grace, I'm a follower of Christ. By day, I'm a recently retired school administrator; by night (and always), I'm a husband and father (and now a grandfather); and by week's end, I sometimes find myself writing or reading in this space. Feel free to join in the dialogue.
Wednesday, August 06, 2014
Limited internet until we return to the states. For now, I'll simply post some pictures from the first of four Christian schools we visited in Guatemala this past week. This first school serves the poorest of the poor in Zone 18, which is considered a dangerous place to live and walk to and from school. These students and their teachers do it everyday.
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