"Thanks and thanks again to Him who offers to the man whom the sorrows of life have assaulted and left naked–offers to him the fig leaf of the Word with which he can cover his wretchedness." -Søren Kierkegaard

Portrait #9—The Intensivist

Posted in 50 Portraits Project (2013), Friends, Photography, Portraits by matt on Saturday, March 2, 2013

A portrait of my friend, the pediatric intensivist.

My friend (and hero), the pediatric intensivist, Fallujah, Iraq

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A year of 50 posed portraits with only one light; a project designed to improve my camera work while blessing the people I encounter. You can see older portraits here, read the rules of the project here, or leave a comment below with your feedback.

Portrait #6—The Hospital Technician

Posted in 50 Portraits Project (2013), Photography, Portraits by matt on Saturday, February 9, 2013

A portrait of a Fallujah General Hospital technician.

Cath Lab Technician, Fallujah, Iraq

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A year of 50 posed portraits with only one light; a project designed to improve my camera work while blessing the people I encounter. You can see older portraits here, read the rules of the project here, or leave a comment below with your feedback.

VIDEO: “Like Landing On The Moon—Iraqi Doctors Make History In Fallujah!”

Posted in Good Causes, Portraits, Preemptive Love Coalition, Travel, Videos, Videos By Me by matt on Monday, January 14, 2013

A video documenting a first-ever heart operation for this region of Iraq.

A Shooting In Fallujah

Posted in Good Causes, Photography, Preemptive Love Coalition by matt on Friday, January 11, 2013

A photo of the roadsigns from Baghdad to Fallujah and the rest of Anbar Province.

Sorry, that headline probably gave my mother a heart attack.

To clarify: I’m in Fallujah, Iraq for our 15th Remedy Mission, and I’ve enjoyed several photo/video shoots with the local staff, the families, etc.

The stereotypes and rumors aren’t in short supply when it comes to this part of Iraq—many of which might just be true. My Kurdish friends in the north and my Shia Arab friends in the south pretty much all assume people only come here with a death wish (or because they think I’m CIA), but my experience of the city so far hasn’t lent credence to that fear.

Granted, we’re staying in a dorm room inside the walled-in hospital complex that has guards surrounding it and we aren’t allowed to enter the city, but most people have been courteous—even friendly—to us.

I think it’s interesting how Iraqis in the south, center, and north have similar fears based on one-off anecdotes from the news and rumors they’ve heard from friends as we do in the West. I had Iraqi friends tell me they were canceling their trip to California because of Hurricane Sandy—nearly five thousand miles away!

Everyone feels afraid of the unknown sometimes—don’t think I’m smug in how I view Westerners, Iraqis, or anyone. I have all kinds of preconceived notions that help and hurt my interpretation of the world. My prayer this week, though, is that GOD would provide me with the notions of Christ—how does he view the people of Fallujah? How can I line myself up with that perspective?

If you’re reading this, I’d invite you to pray for me and for yourself; that the Lord would give all of us eyes of compassion and enemy-love—even if it means doing things that seem risky.

And, as always, thank you for standing by us as we work to minister to the people here. Your partnership means more than you know!

Much love,

Matt

P.S.—One of my favorite things about the ride into Fallujah was getting to go in an old-school ambulance!

A photo of the Iraqi ambulance that I rode into Fallujah.