Last fall I shared about my transition from my leadership role at HOPE International. Since then, I’ve worked very part-time at HOPE and invested most of my waking hours in sustaining the lives of our four small children. 

This season gave me a newfound appreciation for the role Alli served in our family for most of the last 12 years. And, it gives me tremendous respect for the moms and dads out there who spend their days whipping together PB&Js, brokering truces among warring siblings, and navigating the great carpool shuffle.  

The actual work is not hard. Wiping butts and pouring bowls of cereal is not tactically difficult. But the compounding effect of dozens of these tasks every hour of every day for months exacts a real toll. The work is invisible to everyone aside from the small children who are often delightful, but often incredulous you might ask them to vacuum the very floors they’ve sullied. To all the full-time and part-time stay-at-home parents out there: You do hero’s work. Hold the line. Don’t let those whippersnappers unionize and boycott their chores today. Not on your watch.

The last nine months have also been gratifying in ways I struggle to fully verbalize. From morning tears about classmates who have chosen new friends to afternoon cackles at the pool, this season gave sacred glimpses into the joy and privilege of raising children. I love these kids immensely and loved the front-row seat this season afforded me to witness their creativity, courage, and wit. 

With the kids now all in school and reaching age 40, I’m stepping into a new chapter. And, with that comes a complete change of scenery. 

For the last 17 years, I’ve served at HOPE International in a variety of roles. It’s been such a joy to see the organization grow from less than thirty employees in just a few countries in 2006 to over 1,400 employees working across over 20 countries today. From serving just hundreds of hardworking entrepreneurs to today serving millions. In January, I will officially join the ranks of our amazing donors and volunteers championing HOPE without getting paid to do so. 

And, starting next week, I’ll be starting a new role at EMJD Corporation, a 53-year-old sheet metal fabrication company located just a few minutes away from our home. There are a host of reasons why I’m excited about this change, but it starts with Luke and Jenna Galli, our longtime friends. Alli and I have been good friends with the Gallis for over a decade. They bought EMJD a few months ago and I’m looking forward to helping them and their amazing team in growing the business. In my role, I’ll support Luke with sales, marketing, special projects, and anything else that’s needed to help EMJD flourish.

I’m also excited about working in a small business that makes things. 11 years ago this month, Christianity Today took a risk on me and published my first real article on the impact a metal fabrication company can have on its employees, with the important products they make, and the communities where they serve. I’ve long been an advocate for the role small businesses like EMJD can have on society and now I get to experience it firsthand. 

Finally, I’m grateful for a flexible arrangement allowing me to continue to manage the school carpooling schedule. In a fun perk, I get to work across the street from Alli, who is loving her journey of leading and building businesses with a great team at Marrow.

I remain HOPE’s biggest fan. I can’t wait to invest even more financially in the dreams of the men and women we serve as we live and proclaim the Gospel. God has been so gracious and good to HOPE and to me and I’m grateful for the capable colleagues that carry the baton into new frontiers. 

I’m not entirely sure what will happen with this blog and writing in the future, but I’m grateful for the ways you’ve encouraged me along the way. At 40, I guess I’m now officially at the top of the hill, but I’m grateful for the journey up and for what lies ahead on the path down. 

– Chris 

Transitioning out of my current role has nothing to do with discontent or waning enthusiasm or fatigue with HOPE. Quite the opposite—I’ve never been more excited about HOPE, our mission, and our future. It also has nothing to do with my job description or my boss or my team. Again, quite the opposite—I’ve lost track of how many times I’ve declared I have the best boss and the best team in the world and I still believe that. I’m transitioning from my dream job.

I started at HOPE International just a few weeks after receiving my college diploma. 16 years later, I cannot fully express my gratitude for the formative role HOPE has had on my life and career. HOPE has grown dramatically over those 16 years. From serving in three countries to over 20. From an annual budget of $5M to over $35M. From a global staff of 50 then to close to 1,000 today. I’ve had a front-row seat to God’s faithfulness and our team’s tenacious pursuit of our compelling mission to invest in the dreams of men and women in the world’s underserved communities as we proclaim and demonstrate the Gospel. And I’ve been in this seat alongside an incredibly kind and gifted team.

So, what am I thinking? 

Last December I shared with Peter, my long-term boss, mentor, and collaborator, about my decision to transition from my current role. Since then, many close friends have rightly asked, “What are you thinking?” And believe me, it’s a question I’ve asked myself a lot. Given the public nature of my role, I’m publishing my rationale in hopes it dispels any assumptions or confusion that might emerge.

• A critical fathering decade awaits. 

My oldest son, Desmond, is now 12 years old. Our youngest, Mack, turns four next week. The next decade is a significant and hauntingly brief opportunity for me to be present and available to my kids, to coach their teams, to attend their concerts, and to launch them out into adulthood. No matter how I might adjust or change my hours or travel schedule, my job at HOPE adds strain to these intentions.

And, unfortunately, it’s the parts of my job I love the most—gatherings, conferences, donor meetings, events, retreats, trips—that are the least cohesive with my role as a father. Reducing my travel schedule (as I experienced in 2020) makes the job viable for the family but it is inversely associated with my enjoyment of it. This isn’t a critique of how anyone else might think about work travel and working from home (nor my position in every season of life: I’ve done it for over a decade!). This is a decision I’m making based on the season I’m entering and on my own wiring and my family’s needs in this season.

• Emerging leaders are ready for more. 

A few years ago, I would not have considered a transition. At a leadership level, HOPE had untested leaders stepping into key roles (myself included) and a transition would have applied significant stress to the leaders around me. When I look at our current team of leaders, they are all flourishing in their roles and they are ready for more responsibility.

I’m not directly inhibiting their growth, I hope, but I’m also not necessary for their continued growth. I’ve played an important role on my team, but transitioning out of this role opens the door for leaders around me to grow. I also feel increased confidence because of our strong financial health. We’re thankfully amid consecutive banner fundraising years, providing a strong foundation for the leaders who will succeed me.

• Alli’s career is on the ascent. 

For our entire marriage, my job has been the first fiddle of our family’s job composition. I work very full-time hours and travel the world, understandably constraining the options Alli could realistically consider. Over the last year, Alli stepped into a management position and then recently into a director of operations role at her company, Core Ventures. In my next chapter, I’m targeting a role with reduced hours, limited travel, and decreased responsibility to create more margin for us and for her.

So, what is next? 

1) Sabbatical. For at least the first half of 2023, I plan to take a sabbatical to rest, recharge, reconnect, and prepare for what’s ahead. If you want to connect, the best bet on where to find me is either mowing my yard, coaching my kids’ sports teams, or reading a good book. I hope to continue to write an occasional blog post here as well.

2) Next year I’ll begin exploring what role I might step into next. For this next chapter, I’m not considering any nonprofit jobs. I am most excited about the prospect of a leadership role supporting an entrepreneurial CEO in building a Denver-based small business in a redemptive way. And, finally,

3) I’ll also continue to work in a very part-time capacity for HOPE. I remain HOPE’s biggest fan and will remain an enthusiastic donor, advocate, and ally of this work and team I love so deeply. I’ll work a few hours each week over the course of 2023 (and perhaps beyond) to serve however the team needs me.

This endeavor, like the previous books we wrote together, is possible because of the amazing team surrounding us. While our names are on the spine, we unequivocally could not have done this without the support of our incredible team. We want to put the world’s biggest asterisk alongside our names as authors of this book. Like the leaders we featured in this book, we wrote this book from, with, and because of the community surrounding us.

Jill Heisey and Brianna Lapp served as collaborators, advisors, writers, editors, counselors (!), cheerleaders, and coaches from the genesis of the idea. More than any project we’ve undertaken, this one saw the book’s big ideas twist and turn over the course of our research. Jill and Brianna: Thank you for your patience, wisdom, and kindness throughout this harrowing journey! Your contributions to this book are innumerable, but it’s the steadfastness of your character and your enduring hope in Christ and in this project that we most cherish. 

Our amazing interns and fellows—Sarah Woodard, Sarah Beth Spraggins, and Adrian Schunk—each joined at critical junctures in the journey. Sarah did significant foundational research for this project back. Sarah Beth helped us with early interviews and with the initial direction of the book. And Adrian carried the baton beautifully down the homestretch. 

This is our third rodeo with our literary agent, Andrew Wolgemuth at Wolgemuth & Associates, and our editor, Andy McGuire at Bethany House. We are so fortunate to have these two leaders in our corner. Their professionalism and skill in their craft is evident, but it was their words of encouragement at key junctures that we appreciated most. Thanks for believing in us and for believing in this project. 

Our families endured our personal journey from idealism through disillusionment to enduring hope over the course of writing this book. We both had moments of frustration, confusion, and exhaustion while trying to put this book together. They helped us navigate our disillusionment and find hope even in this project itself. We are so thankful for Laurel, Keith, Lili, Myles, and London and for Alli, Desmond, Abe, Juni, and Mack. 

We each had foundational conversations early in the ideation process. Daniel Rice suggested we consider Jeremiah 17 as an anchor text. Dan Williams proposed we examine the ways disillusionment may be a gift. Many other friends and colleagues helped to strengthen our thinking and clarify our perspective. 

On our own, we could not have met the amazing leaders we interviewed for this book. Our sincere thanks to Chad Hayward, Katelyn Beaty, Harlan VanOort, Chilobe Kalambo, Durwood Snead, Francis Kaitano, Lisa Espineli Chinn, Tim Hoiland, Rob Gailey, Tyler Green, Hunter Beaumont, Candy Sparks, and Lesly Jules for each opening their networks to us. 

We’re grateful to the team of readers whose early edits, questions, and critiques made the book what it is. In particular, we’re grateful for Claire Stewart, Phil Smith, Pat Ryan, and Mark Cunningham. Thanks to Benj Petroelje for introducing us to Dr. Samuel Hildebrandt, a scholar and theologian whose invaluable understanding of and passion for Jeremiah helped to make sure we got Jeremiah right. 

Our talented colleague Jeff Brown helped bring order from the chaos. His design of the journey illustrations used throughout the book enabled the book’s big ideas to finally arrange themselves. While the Fruit Loops metaphor did not make it into the book itself, it lives forever in these acknowledgments. 

Finally, our thanks to our amazing interviewees, Florence Muindi, Bill Massaquoi, Dickens Thunde, Eris Labady, Dr. Michael Badriaki, Jo Anne Lyon, Christa Crawford, Farai Mutamiri, Camille Melki, Melba Maggay, Phil Thuma, Tita Evertsz, Chris Brewster, Marek Kucharski, Tass Saada, Lisa Johanon, Edouard Lassegue, Ann Saylor, and to Riaan. 

Just six months after that trip, I returned to Ukraine. This time to Kyiv and then onto Zaporizhzhia. While there, I worked from HOPE’s offices alongside Andre Barkov and the rest of the HOPE Ukraine staff. Zaporizhzhia is an esteemed city for many reasons, but among others, it is the birthplace of HOPE International. 

Over the last 25 years, HOPE has served over two million hardworking men and women across the globe, investing over $1.4 billion in their dreams for their future. During that time, we’ve opened dozens of bank branch offices and have partnered with thousands of churches. But the very first branch office and that very first church were both in the town of Zaporizhzhia. 

Today, Zaporizhzhia, like much of Ukraine, is under siege. 

This nondescript industrial town in eastern Ukraine rarely makes international news. But, that all changed 19 days ago. Shortly after Russian tanks rolled into Ukraine, Russian forces targeted, shelled, and overtook the largest nuclear facility in Europe, which is located in Zaporizhzhia. The situation remains dire. 

Those early trips to Ukraine in 2006 and 2007 breathed life into me personally. In Ukraine, I experienced delicious slow-cooked barbecue–shashlik–and experienced the breadth of a new culture and new people. In those trips and subsequent visits to this beautiful country, I also experienced a culture that took pride in its heritage and identity. Ukrainians love Ukraine. And, as we’re seeing in the news each day, Ukrainians risk their lives to defend this home they love. 

The Russian invasion of Ukraine is heinous in every way. But it’s also personal. The men and women who rush to their basements and subway stations when the air sirens blare are friends. They are coworkers. In more ways than I can articulate, they have been generous hosts and guides to the community they love. 

Me with my Ukrainian colleagues in Lviv, Oct 2019

Each day, our internal crisis management team updates us on the latest developments in the war and on our staff and clients. In some ways, the reports begin to feel regular, even normal. But this is not normal. It is not OK. It is not justifiable, nor is it targeted. It is a widespread, violent affront to all the norms and freedoms the people of Ukraine have earned and should expect. 

To Vitale, Natalya, Pasha, Andre B, Luda, Maksim, Bogdan, Andre K, Max, and the dozens of current and former colleagues: I am so deeply sorry. We continue to pray for you and advocate for you however and wherever we can. 

May God show his mercy and give us wisdom in how to care for those who are hurting and in how to respond to those who cause them hurt.

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This event is really happening.

Until our guests arrive or we walk into a friend’s front door or we sit down at the restaurant booth, we plan with all our fingers crossed. This is an age of remarkably fragile expectations. We’ve bought flights and subsequently canceled them. We’ve bailed on gatherings because of runny noses, delinquent test results, or worse.

We’ve learned to live with loosely held plans and guarded anticipation. I mostly hate it. But I also wonder if it is exactly what we need. I think it’s what I need.

If there’s any place in the world familiar with unpredictability it is Haiti. The resilient people of this beautiful country understand how to navigate unreliability.

Dr. Lesly Jules leads HOPE’s work in Haiti, by many measures the poorest country in the Western hemisphere. Throughout the country, HOPE serves over 16,000 families through church-based savings groups.

“Crisis and instability are not new for the families HOPE serves,” Lesly shared with us. “The pandemic was not the first disruption—and it won’t be the last.”

Lesly shared this late last year. And then 2021 hit. In July, assassins murdered Haiti’s president. Violence and chaos hit the streets afterward and continued throughout the year. And just one month later, a significant earthquake hit the south, leaving an already vulnerable country weary of being weary.

The earthquake disappeared from the news quickly, but the impact on Haiti remains painful. In the most fatal crisis to ever strike the HOPE network over our 24-year history, we mourned the tragic loss of 71 savings group members. Thousands more lost the lives of their children, friends, and family members.

For Haiti in 2021, unpredictability reigns.

When Mary and Joseph welcomed Jesus into the stable, the world looked much more like the unreliable reality in Haiti than it did my world prior to 2019. We know enough about their lives to know Mary and Joseph shared far more in common with the families HOPE serves in Haiti than my family. They understood vulnerability in ways we can only just glimpse.

 “The disappointment, brokenness, suffering, and pain that characterize life in this present world is held in dynamic tension with the promise of future glory that is yet to come,” writes Fleming Rutledge. “In that Advent tension, the church lives its life.”

I don’t get how Mary and Joseph retained their sanity amid the personal and societal turmoil they encountered as outcasts living on the brink of a forthcoming genocide. But somehow, they managed to hold on even when everything around them fell apart. When I clamor to find my bearings, I find myself looking to Haiti and to Bethlehem to find a hope that does not make stability a prerequisite.

In that group and the many groups like it I’ve visited across the world, the “Big Ledger Book” (BLB) is a staple. As certain as a literal song and dance in group meetings is the oversized register that reconciles the information held by each individual of the group in their passbooks. 

Savings group in Rwanda; my apologies for the poor picture quality

The magic of the BLB is its transparency. There are no secrets within the group. Every member can see and validate what they see in the master spreadsheets enclosed in the BLB. Transparency begets trust. And this trust is what makes the whole thing work. But this old-fashioned magic finally has hit primetime.

When NBA Top Shot hit the scene earlier this year, I found its existence hard to believe. People are spending thousands (even millions!) of dollars to own digital highlight video clips? Soon, though, it wasn’t just strangers investing real money into Top Shot, but my own friends. And the more I learned, the more rational this decision seemed to be. I bought hundreds of dollars of baseball cards throughout my childhood. Buying, selling, and trading exclusive video clips is no crazier than buying, selling, and trading pictures printed on laminated cardstock. 

But beyond the intrigue of a Lebron James dunk highlight selling for $387,000 (and Charlie biting his brother’s finger selling for double that) was the framework underlying the whole system: distributed ledger technology. Anytime my smart friends attempt to explain cryptocurrencies and blockchain to me, I feel like Michael Scott when Oscar Martinez from accounting attempted to explain what a surplus is: Why don’t you explain this to me like I’m five? 

Here’s my amateur summary: These new financial instruments bring BLB transparency to the masses. Much like the master ledger enables savings groups to see the transaction history and balances of group members, blockchain does the same thing for a new wave of currencies and products. Deloitte summarizes that blockchain technology “offers a new way to trade, invest, and share information – including cash, property assets, or intellectual property – in a secure, transparent, and efficient way.” 

Blockchain explained (via Deloitte)

Though I remain a blockchain newb and have not yet purchased my first digital trading card, the trends and systems beneath these new financial instruments are hard to miss. Venmo makes most financial transactions public. Cryptocurrencies like Bitcoin appear to be much more than a passing fad. The digital shift of our financial systems will only accelerate. Heck, even our savings group BLBs are going virtual. 

The power of the transparency of distributed ledgers in savings groups is amplified by the depth of the relationships within these groups. How exactly will these dynamics play out as groups of strangers begin to experience these dynamics on a societal scale? Will increasing transparency lead to increasing trust? We’ll likely have answers to these questions sooner than we think. 

In his job as bank manager, George Bailey faces his first real challenge when his customers in the small town of Bedford Falls make a “run on the bank.” Crowding into the bank lobby at closing time on Friday, they’re all looking to withdraw their deposits, in fear the bank might go under. But Bailey Building and Loan doesn’t have the reserves to fund their withdrawals in-full.

“You’re thinking of the place all wrong, as if I have the money bank in a safe. The money’s not here,” George shares with his customers. “Your money’s in Joe’s house… and a hundred others. You’re lending them the money to build and then they’re going to pay it back to you the best they can.”

You can probably recall the scene. In a measured way, George calmly explains how banks work to this angsty group of customers. Banks receive deposits from some customers, Bailey describes, and then on-lends these funds for mortgages and loans to other customers, carefully managing their risk through an interdependent web of borrowers and depositors. But the economic commentary in the film extends far beyond just this scene. At its core, It’s a Wonderful Life examines banking at its very best and its very worst.

George Bailey did not intend to be a banker. He planned to travel the world and pursue a career of glamour and prestige far away from his hometown of Bedford Falls. But when his father dies, George forgoes these plans to protect the legacy of Bailey Building and Loan, a bank committed to serving the needs of even the most vulnerable Bedford Falls residents. Bailey saves the bank and leads it well, in spite of the bank run and an attempted hostile takeover by Henry Potter, a vulturous investor and slumlord, who wants to gobble up Bailey’s community bank and take advantage of its customers. 

Mr. Potter’s banking philosophy—that banks only thrive at the expense of their customers—is a philosophy excoriated throughout the Bible, most clearly in the law God gives to Moses. Shortly after outlining the Ten Commandments, God instructs Moses on how his people should conduct financial transactions with their most vulnerable community members. 

“If you lend money to any of my people with you who is poor, you shall not be like a moneylender to him, and you shall not exact interest from him.” (Exodus 22:25)

Scripture condemns charging interest in an exploitative and extractive manner, particularly to the vulnerable, like the working-class residents living in Israel and in the fictional town of Bedford Falls. The Hebrew word used to describe usury is the same word used to describe the strike of a scorpion. But George Bailey’s philosophy is quite different. At his bank, he is honest and transparent with his customers and he takes risks in banking on the members of his community, enabling both the bank and its customers to thrive. Potter’s approach is just the opposite. Potter grows his wealth by holding down and victimizing his customers. 

In 1903, Maggie Walker founded St. Luke Penny Savings Bank in Richmond, Virginia. The daughter of an enslaved mother, Walker became the first black woman in our country to run a bank. And, her vision for St. Luke was not dissimilar from what’s depicted by Bailey Building and Loan. St. Luke served all customers, but was focused on those traditional banks were most prone to overlook.

“Walker knew impoverished borrowers could be honest and diligent,” writes Jason Zweig in a feature in the Wall Street Journal. 

Like Bailey, she focused her bank’s efforts on helping her neighbors buy their own homes, achieving among the highest rates of homeownership in the country within the Black community. Walker’s banking philosophy extended even into the design of her bank branches.

“In the bank’s elegant interior, holding a brass pen in their hands, even the poorest customers could feel respected.” 

St. Luke Penny Saving Bank and Bailey Building and Loan were cut from the same banking cloth. These examples inspire our work at HOPE International, challenging us to serve men and women beyond the paved road, in communities and neighborhoods banks still overlook. We serve in these places not out of pity, but out of our belief in the ingenuity and creativity we find there. We believe these communities are overlooked not because of a lack of local capacity, but because of a lack of opportunity.

In a turning point in It’s a Wonderful Life, Bailey finds himself once again in the office of Mr. Potter. Because Mr. Potter stole $8,000 from Bailey Building and Loan, Bailey finds himself unable to pay his bills and at Mr. Potter’s mercy. Potter offers him no grace, but instead issues an ultimatum: Jail or bankruptcy. Bailey chooses neither, leaving uncertain about how he’s going to come up with the $8,000 he needs to keep his bank afloat. 

“Go to the riffraff you love so much and ask them for help,” Potter scolds Bailey, kicking him out of his office. 

In the final scene of the movie, Bailey returns home to find the riffraff he loves so much—his neighbors, customers, family, and friends—have provided the very help he needs. Altogether, they chip in enough money for Bailey to fend off Potter and keep the bank open.

The jubilant Christmas party erupting in Bailey’s home encapsulates what real banking and this season are all about: The rich and the poor, the powerful and the weak, the privileged and the overlooked, all mutually interdependent as we feast and celebrate together.

Merry Christmas. 

But 2020 is no normal year. So this year, we’ve accelerated Advent. We’re breaking our normal rules and commencing the season of waiting and hoping for the arrival of Jesus. This has practical implications: Last weekend, I strung lights on the pine tree in our backyard and we dusted off our favorite seasonal Spotify playlists. 

But more than that, accelerating Advent is about embracing a new posture for the remaining six weeks of the year. We look forward to the coming glories of Christmas, but before, we enter this season with the somber reality of how very bleak things are in our own hearts and in the world around us.

As our favorite Advent theologian, Fleming Rutledge, writes, “Advent is the season that, when properly understood, does not flinch from the darkness that stalks us all in this world. Advent begins in the dark and moves toward the light—but the season should not move too quickly or too glibly, lest we fail to acknowledge the depth of the darkness.” 

On a warm night in late April, Alli and I sat down on our patio after putting the kids to bed. I shared something aloud I had been feeling privately for a while. 

“I think I might be depressed.” 

This revelation did not surprise her. Over the course of the previous months, I had been distant, withdrawn, and emotionally flat. I was often lost in my own thoughts, my mind turning over the newest research or lockdown stories I had just read about. I devoured the news, often spending hours each day reading and assessing the latest outlook. 

The steady, everyday stress began to eat away at my hope. The what-ifs consumed my thoughts. I was demoralized and discouraged much of the time, even if I attempted to be cheery. The leadership journey can be deeply isolating amid hard times and I really felt this. I wanted to inspire hope for my team. I wanted to cast a compelling vision for HOPE’s donors. But I struggled to believe the very things I said. My self-diagnosis was not clinical, of course, but the shoe fit. While I’m in a far better place today, I know I’m not alone this year. 

Darkness is all around us. We see it in the deaths from the virus and the deaths of despair caused by the lockdowns. We see it in how politics dictate our national conversation, straining friendships and dominating our imaginations. We see it in how 2020 punishes the most vulnerable most severely. We see it in the surges of depression, suicide rates, drug addictions and overdoses, and catastrophic academic regression. Lord have mercy. It’s been a hard year. 

But, as Rutledge acknowledges, Advent only begins in the darkness. It does not end there. 

“The disappointment, brokenness, suffering, and pain that characterize life in this present world is held in dynamic tension with the promise of future glory that is yet to come,” she writes. “In that Advent tension, the church lives its life.”

We step forward not with a naive hope, but in hope surrounded by the darkness. Jesus arrived in a world not so dissimilar to our own. A world wrought with poverty, racism, disease, and heartache. Right in the midst of a dark world, hope exploded into view in that nondescript town of Bethlehem. 

More than ever before, we need Advent. We need to remember darkness is not novel in 2020. We need to ache. And, we need the hope of celebration. The hope of new life. The joy of Jesus’ arrival amid all that pain. So for this year, we’re breaking our own rules and ushering in the season we need now more than ever.

Like parents across this country, school closures upended our 2020 plans. Denver Public Schools announced in-person instruction will not start till at least mid-October. With a highly social fourth-grader and a kindergartner excited for his first days in school, this news came as a blow. It’s challenging enough for our boys to put their shirts on right-side-out, let alone thrive in virtual school. We aren’t alone. A mom (who works nights) of one Wildside Academy student summarized her experience with virtual school by saying, “It’s been hell for us.” 

Reopening schools for in-person education includes risk. Already, we’re seeing just how complicated it is to resume school safely and pragmatically. But not reopening schools for in-person education also includes risk. 

“We’re seeing, sadly, far greater suicides now than we are deaths from COVID,” said Dr. Robert Redfield, Director of the CDC, on the risks of schools remaining closed. Recent CDC data showed 1 in 4 young adults had “seriously considered” suicide within the last 30 days. 

And, there is ample evidence from school reopenings across the globe and even within the United States that reopening schools is reasonably safe, particularly for young children. 

Still, many of our largest public school districts, including ours, opted for a virtual fall. Massive school districts like DPS are in an unenviable position. Amid our hotly politicized climate, a storm of opinions about the health and safety of children, parents, and teachers rain in from every direction. School administrators face a lose-lose proposition. 

Though virtual school will be inconvenient for us, our concern is ultimately not about the effect school closures will have on our children. Virtual school is least effective with our country’s most vulnerable children. With a master’s degree in education and close to a decade of experience educating children, Alli was ready and willing to step into the opportunity to bridge the gap for kids in our neighborhood.

Based on surveys from Los Angeles, Boston, and even South Dakota, we now know more than 20% of public school students are not even signing on to their virtual school platforms. This 20% dropout rate has had and will have a cataclysmic impact on the children least able to bounce back. Given the evidence available to us, we have asked far too much of our children. Our kids have given up too much, especially the most vulnerable children. 

So next week, we’re launching a backyard “micro-school” for our neighborhood. Over the last month, we’ve worked with our school administrators to identify the kids who most need an in-person environment. Nine students enrolled for Wildside Academy and will gather with our oldest sons in our backyard, three days each week, to learn, play, and adventure together. They won’t pay tuition to us, as they will remain enrolled in our local school, but the focus will be on allowing these kids to regain some sense of normalcy this fall. 

Our backyard: Home to Wildside Academy

Given this unique moment, we hope Wildside Academy spurs on others who are concerned about the impact school closures will have on our neighbors. Already, we’ve been overwhelmed with the ways our community has rallied around the students who will gather here. And, we’re excited to see what might happen in this backyard in the months to come. 

9/1 Update: The first week of backyard school is under our belts and we’re loving it! 

Never in all my life have I seen (or sent) so many. With the onslaught of pandemic analysis, we’re awash in models attempting to make sense of our world. Regions, organizations, and churches are employing tools to make it clear to their communities where they are and where they’re going, such as: Red → Yellow → Green. In Colorado, our three phases are: 

Phase 1) Stay at Home   →   Phase 2) Safer at Home   →   Phase 3) Protect our Neighbors

These tools help us interpret our current moment. As I’ve navigated the pandemic through the eyes of the one million families HOPE serves around the world, I’ve begun to see the situation through, you guessed it, three phases. 

Phase 1: The Precedented Crisis → Emergency Relief

What feels abrupt and jarring to us in the United States unfortunately feels familiar in many places around the world. A shock of this scale has not hit my country in my lifetime. But crises like this are far more normal in places like Zimbabwe, Haiti, and Moldova. 

We surveyed members of HOPE’s savings groups about facing financial emergencies. In Malawi, 28% shared they lost about half (or more) of their wealth over the previous year due to crises like drought, food insecurity, and violence. I have no family members nor close friends (read: 0%) who lost half their wealth last year. Here, we expect certainty and predictability. For many, certainty and predictability seem impossible.

When countries went into lockdown, we collectively leaned into our safety nets. In crises, we all rely on some combination of family and friends, our savings accounts, government stimulus checks, and even deep pantries to sustain us while we hunkered down. 

The families HOPE serves are no different. Farmers in some cases harvested their safety nets— eating their cows and chickens, rather than selling their milk and eggs. Corner shop owners ate the inventory, using the flour and oil they intended to sell. 

In that same survey in Malawi last year, we asked HOPE savings group members about their readiness to respond to an emergency. 81% reported being able to meet a significant emergency need ($19), compared to just 37% of the broader Malawian population. Some have been able to do even more than sustain their own families. Amazingly, HOPE’s Rwandan savings groups have purchased and donated more than 2.3 tons of food to their most vulnerable neighbors. For the first time in our history, HOPE joined these savings groups by providing food relief to those most severely affected by the virus and lockdowns across the globe.

Those we serve were ready to both stay afloat and help their neighbors through this crisis. But for many, the cost of serving as a safety net to others meant wiping out their own fragile safety nets. 

Phase 2: Emerging from Lockdown → Grace Periods 

As lockdowns begin to ease, economies churn back to life, and people return to work, new challenges confront entrepreneurs as they try and restart. With threadbare safety nets and slowly emerging customers, it’s not feasible to simply flip the livelihood switch back on. 

Many of the entrepreneurs we serve are unable to repay their business loans. To meet these entrepreneurs in this vulnerable place, we rewrote our rules entirely. HOPE’s microfinance institutions and partners extended wide-ranging loan rescheduling, grace periods, and flexibility so entrepreneurs like Jofrey can get back to work quickly.

Jofrey, a grocer and restauranteur we serve in Congo, said, “The confinement imposed to fight COVID-19 has been a tough and unexpected time, but I am grateful to God as my grill and grocery business were authorized to open three days a week… The grace period helped me a lot and I have been able to save while keeping in mind the repayments resumption.”

Saturnin Lembouono, entrepreneur, Congo

Phase 3: Rebuilding Dreams → Kickstart Capital

We’re now seeing opportunities to invest big in the old and new dreams of bakers, barbers, and blacksmiths. Recovery lending is an essential service for communities lacking stimulus funding and the Paycheck Protection Program many can take advantage of in the United States. For asset and cash-depleted entrepreneurs, we’re rolling out new loan products with flexible terms and delayed repayment schedules to allow them to jumpstart their livelihoods. 

And we’re beginning to see the fruit of this approach. After reopening his business, Jofrey paid it forward. He decided to extend a grace period to some of his customers—taxi drivers who could not work during the lockdown—allowing them to buy food for their family on credit. For millions of entrepreneurs like Jofrey, rebuilding will require perseverance. But, we have witnessed this resilience before and are confident we will see it again.