The cost of sacrificial love in Asian American families: honoring parents while maintaining boundaries
A uniform approach to healthy family boundaries may not apply in our multicultural society, especially in families shaped by the immigrant experience.
Between the Lines of Asian, Black, and White
The model minority myth erases both the suffering of Black Americans and Asian Americans.
Book Review: Beyond Ethnic Loneliness
Living as a member of a marginalized community can be lonely and a source of grief, but Verma reminds us that we can find Jesus in the margins.
Our Faith, Our Vote: Pursuing Advocacy as Asian American Christians
When Asian Americans show up and take their seat at the table, they can influence and enact policies that promote justice and equity for their community.
Let's dive into summer reading: Picture books featuring AANHPI kids
The one thing my summer reading lacked was adventures about mixed-race AANHPI characters like me. That’s why I always dreamed of writing books for kids in which they could see many shades of brown faces and enter worlds that fell into worlds that felt both familiar and adventurous.
My Name is Lion-Heart: Emerging from Behind the Imposter Syndrome
Book Review: Faith Embodied: Science, Belief, and Behavior
Faith Embodied by physician and pastor Stephen Ko takes readers on a journey of being fearfully and wonderfully made, as the scripture puts it. Rather than just viewing ourselves as spirits or minds that do not need the body to think, feel, or worship, Ko argues that the body is central to our existence.
The Names We Hold
Heritage is a declaration of our dignity: we are full, vibrant, dynamic beings with intricacies beyond a black and white world that tries to erase our color. Our heritage names portions of who we are— and to be named is to be known.
The Gospel in “American Born Chinese”: An Introduction to Contextualization
Cross-cultural Identity and the Gospel in The Mission
Was John Chau’s life lived in obedience to God and the spread of the Gospel or was it, as his pastor feared, pursuing “a fantasy"?
Black Cake
Yet the beauty of it is learning that all of those pieces, even the painful ones, fit perfectly together to create the masterpiece that is me. Stories, pain, conflict, joy, resilience, creativity, courage, and even anger have all brushed their unique strokes and colors onto the canvas of my life and invite me into an opportunity to become whole as I welcome all of the pieces of myself.
After Watching Minari
Here we have a story; that doesn’t live happily ever; after but goes on, nevertheless. We don’t know exactly; what happened to grandma, only; she is with them like voices in leaves.
House of Cards: Hollywood's Take on East Asian Women is Flawed
Films that disempower East Asian women tend to fall short because the house of cards was built upon a shaky foundation.
Celebrating Asian Heritage in Children's Literature: An Interview with Tina Cho
In this article, we interview Tina Cho about her work as a children’s author and the value of diverse representation in children’s literature, which characterizes much of her work.
Raising the Bar: Loving Disagreement Book Review
The faith that helped our parents and our families survive in this country can sometimes be at odds with the growing faith of the younger generation that looks around and is asking, “How can my faith impact the world around me?” It’s a complicated question.
Have You Eaten Yet?
Have you eaten yet? A picture of your heavenly father
Dance With Me
Creating something beautiful out of the terrible. That is my act of resistance.
Motherland
Even now my soul responds to her tune; Motherlands still shelter their own; Always hold on, even when you go, go, go
Advent in the Midst of Suffering, Part II
This year, I will hope in the face of suffering and tragedy. Not because it’s easy, and not as a trite answer to make the darkness of suffering go away. But as a declaration that my Savior’s life from womb to tomb and beyond truly did conquer darkness.
Advent in the Midst of Suffering, Part I
At Advent, we ask, where is the light? What can the birth of a baby really do in this incredibly thick darkness? How do we hold on to the flickering light of Jesus’ birth without repeating rite sayings and spreading toxic positivity?