BORDERLANDS: Humane Borders

The Sonoran Desert holds no evidence of human habitation beyond scattered artifacts of the ancient Hohokum civilization, spent shells from the nearby Barry Goldwater Bombing Range, a petroglyph site, and a couple flyovers by Border Patrol helicopters. But Isaiah's promise of protection and water is fulfilled there.


Our peoples have struggled against each other for centuries, oppressed and oppressors, fighting for money, power and control. Yet here, as the music played, there was peace.

IRAQI KURDISTAN REFLECTION: Islamophobia’s disconnect

We walk to our corner and buy bread from the friendly bakers themselves. They are always gentle and helpful. We stop to buy our fruit and vegetables from a kindly man next door who, after a warm greeting, immediately introduces us to his family and friends who have gathered inside. 

So, how is it that all over the world, we read of Islamophobia?

COLOMBIA: Because she is a woman!

Gloria, a leader and organizer from the Popular Women’s Organization (OFP), and I responded to an emergency accompaniment request. Minutes before calling CPT, Gloria had received a call from a friend at social services asking for support for a young woman who was attempting to flee from a situation of sexual slavery.

AL-KHALIL (HEBRON) REFLECTION: Living with absurdity

Climbing two ladders to a rooftop and then passing through a hole in a wall to gain entry to their house is a daily experience of one Palestinian family living in Hebron. Can guilt and responsibility amid such absurdities reside in different people?

UNITED STATES REFLECTION: A breath before speaking

A personal encounter during a public witness action tests and deepens a facebook friendship.




Far greater than the threat of forty accusing soldiers camped on your land is God's abounding goodness and the communion of neighbors.


For a moment my heart stopped. An Israeli border police officer stationed near the Ibrahimi Mosque had recognized me, even though I wore neither the vest nor the red cap.


IRAQI KURDISTAN REFLECTION: “Their future is the land… our future is the world.”

A Syrian Kurd family that evaded sniper fire and survived desert heat arrives in exile looking west. Will their dreams and the cup of cold water they offer find refuge there?



It was a Sunday, a visitors’ day, in late July. Men and women sat under trees in a courtyard; children played. If you could ignore the high, barbed wire-topped fences and the guards roaming the perimeter, it looked more like a schoolyard than a prison.