Southern Humidity
I cry a lot more than I used to. Maybe the humidity down south causes me to have a surplus of water in my tear ducts and they can't help but leak. (It’s a good thing I wasn’t a biology…
A Year of Relationship
Warm greetings from the Sacred Grounds coffee shop on Hayes Street just a couple blocks from the eastern edge of Golden Gate Park in San Francisco, California. I managed to pay for my $3.25 drink with three dollar bills, one…
Living Unified
If you know me, you know that basketball is a huge part of my life. If you know me, you know its not because I play (because we all know that I am the un-athletic Rieker), but that it’s a…
Welcoming Immigrants Home
Where to begin? Six months have passed, yet I feel like I just began to get the hang of things. Growing up the daughter of two immigrants and biracial, I can empathize with the feeling of existing in between; as…
A Time To Reflect
Do you know when you go on a retreat or go on a vacation, and you try to put aside your daily struggles and troubles, and all you can do is smile and enjoy every moment? My journey with Mercy…