Bolivia

Devil Dance

by Angie Washington on October 31, 2014

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Halloween. Day of the Dead. All Saints Day. This week we observe the earthly and underworld of the spiritual realm. As I regale you with tales of Bolivia, rife with ancient connections to the other-world, consider the spirituality embedded in your dwelling place. Let us begin. The Devil’s Uncle I’ve visited Potosí in the mountains […]

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The Ignorant Bliss of a Know-It-All

by Angie Washington on July 30, 2014

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When we stomped off to mission school we knew we were headed to Bolivia. We knew the five-fold reach of our ministry would be: churches, bible schools, social outreaches, Bolivian missionaries sent out, and mass media productions. Our shiny vision statement listed everything in plural with big numbers. We knew that we knew, beyond a […]

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Bribery, Piracy and Police Fundraisers

by Angie Washington on April 28, 2014

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One meets road blocks on our highways. A driver stops and the man by the shack saunters out with a huge rifle perched on his hip. He glances over the vehicle and says with tired bluntness and a slight curve of a grin, “The time has come for you to pay me.” He receives the […]

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Ice-Cream Theology

by Angie Washington on September 30, 2013

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Statistics show that the majority of people die.  This is an undisputed fact. Yet fear of death is one of the top phobias of the human race. According to Jerry Seinfeld it ranks right after fear of public speaking. Consult with wikipedia and you will find fear of death a bit farther down on the […]

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Banished from Bolivia

by Angie Washington on September 4, 2013

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We messed up. Most times I want to end that sentence with a question mark. We messed up? Truth is, we all mess up, sooner or later. Thomas Edison – scores of failures before the light bulb Abraham Lincoln – lost dozens of elections Albert Einstein – expelled from school because he was a dunce […]

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My Kid Can Cuss in Two Languages

by Angie Washington on June 24, 2013

When the new normal cuts against your soul like a cheese grater on your knuckles, what do you do? Do you lift those bloody knuckles and fight back? Or do you woefully bandage them, let them heal, and wait for the next time the scraping starts again? We live in Bolivia. We are a bi-lingual […]

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Fundraising

by Angie Washington on May 29, 2013

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The summer heat of Oklahoma turned our dingy, grey duplex into an oven. I shuffled papers around, crouched over my bulging belly on the crusty, rust colored shag carpet. Expectancy within, the birth of our third child. Expectancy all around, our impending move to Bolivia. The two events would occur in the fall, just weeks […]

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Fair Expectations

by Angie Washington on April 22, 2013

We sat in the booth at a sandwich shop. By divine serendipity our paths crossed on “home” soil. She was back from Africa and I was up from South America. As we picked at our oversize, overpriced deliciousness stories poured out. “Things are so rough in the village. The ladies tell me I need to […]

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Landfill Harmonic and Redeeming Rubbish

by Angie Washington on December 26, 2012

A missionary friend shared this little video with me. Maybe us mission minded folk here at A Life Overseas can talk about it too.   Take a walk in our town and you will pass by large green trash bins, usually overflowing. If you see the lid of the dumpster propped open with an empty […]

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Pianos Aren’t in the Bible

by Angie Washington on December 12, 2012

You can find verses about stringed instruments. There’s stuff about joyful noises and music. But you go ahead and try to find mention of a piano in your bible. Not gonna happen, my friend. Water purification systems aren’t in the bible either. Neither are AIDS prevention programs. Not a mention of slave trafficking awareness. You’re […]

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Friend of Missionaries

by Angie Washington on November 15, 2012

Alternate title: “Missionaries are like Manure”   Musicians love music. They make their own music but they revel in the music others make, too. Artists love art. They create their own pieces but they thrive on experiencing the creations of others. Technicians love techie stuff. A game designer plays hundreds of hours of games on […]

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Acquainted

by Angie Washington on October 13, 2012

They started telling me their stories. We call the orphans of our orphanage the Dreamers. It caught me at the throat when the children decided to speak about their mothers. Pure fantasy spewed from their lips. “My mother brought me a huge cake,” he said with arms extended indicating the enormous dimensions. “My mother is […]

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