All she needed were stamps and signatures. Marie and her translator stood in the government offices in Kabul, Afghanistan to complete the paperwork for her new literacy project.
The women in her home town, the northern village of Shehktan, would learn to read.
It took only 14 days for her project, her Afghan home, her community — all
of it — to evaporate in an eruption of dust, grief, and loss. Betrayed by someone
she trusted, caught in a feud she knew nothing about, and having loved people on
both sides, Marie struggled for the answer: How could God be present here, working
here, in the soul of Afghanistan?