I have a passion for the least, lost, and the lowliest – with a special focus in the Arab world and Asia.
Sometimes I feel at home everywhere, and sometimes I feel at home no-where.
I have lived and worked in half the countries of the world, lived in fear at home because of severe threats against my family.
I’ve been a part of starting and developing the modern global Business as Mission movement, and for many years waking up every morning not knowing if one of my loved ones survived the night.
I’ve worked internationally all my life, started in traditional mission. The last thing I could imagine getting involved in was business – BORING – God surprises.
I have started and developed 30 or so international partnerships, and suffered through dysfunctions, hurts and breakdowns in my own organization and family.
I have rejoiced in fighting and winning a religious freedom case (Supreme Court in Sweden) which had good global legal impact and setting a precedent, and I went through a severe depression where life and most things were meaningless; I sometimes cried days on end.
I started a national newspaper in Sweden which has had an impact on public opinion and the parliament; I have been fighting the Swedish police that beat up my youngest daughter.
I’ve been mugged by the police in Central Asia, and harassed and interrogated at night by police in China, I was invited by a Congressman in the US to address a dozen of ambassadors and diplomats from Central Asia and share about Business as Mission.
So who am I? May I be audacious and use a term from Henri Nouwen: I am a wounded healer. I have a passion for the least, the lost and the lowliest – and they may be unreached, persecuted, trafficking victims, unemployed – especially in Asia and the Arab world.
Life has elements of joy and pain, laughter and tears, successes and failures. And I am a wounded healer…