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And the Fear was Gone

_I’m not dead!_ I thought as I parked the motorbike and took off my helmet. My whole body was shaking with adrenalin. Never had I thought that one short drive around the school flagpole would be such a terrifying experience! I like to be extraordinarily safe. I’m not fond of…

Naklin

Naklin is the sweetest, purest, naive-in-the-most-precious-way soul you could ever meet. As a young teenager, she was a student at our school for a few years. At age 14 or 15, like most Palawano girls, she dropped out to get married and start having children. (However, Palawano culture is changing…

The Shoe Repairman

Recently I noticed that the sole of one of my cozy fleece-lined leather slippers was beginning to separate from the upper. In our subfreezing winter mornings, I rely on my slippers to keep my feet warm. I took my slipper to the bazaar and left it at a shoe-repair shop.…

Bonds of Friendship

Without student missionaries, would there be a Tai-Kadai Project? Perhaps. Would it be as effective at reaching people for Jesus as it is now? Absolutely not! I have been at this project for less than a year, but I have seen the impact of our SMs. Recently, Francisco Alves came…

Looking for Rachel

The morning air is filled with the smell of burning sage. Footsteps sound in the stairwell just before 8 a.m., and the door opens to Rachel’s smiling face. The kids shout with joy and then settle down on the couches to start school with songs and story time. I join…

Courageous for Jesus

As the class was called to attention, silence filled the room. Students exchanged worried glances betraying their sense of guilt. Now they were being asked to acknowledge their deeds. “Throughout this year,” Miss Julie began, “we have been praying daily for God’s blessing on a specific teacher. But I have…

The Adventure

“Live the Adventure of God.” This is how I describe the Christian journey, especially the missionary journey. I believe that student missionaries would agree with me on that, too. Rachel, one of our student missionaries, came to teach violin and piano. Little did she know that she would also end…

Peace

The howling wind whips up ocean whitecaps visible from my apartment in Sitka, Alaska, where I am an interim pastor. The sound of the waves crashing on the beach serenades the writing of this article. The words of Christ come to mind: “Peace, be still.” The story is found in…

Taking Ownership for the Kingdom

Many young people wonder if there is a certain sign or achievement that signifies they have reached adulthood. Not a few have entered into their 40s or even 50s still subconsciously pondering this question. One problem seems to be that modern, westernized cultures have set aside the coming-of-age rituals that…

Rain

_Pitter-patter, pitter-patter._ All day, a heavy drizzle fell on the iron roof, each drop echoing in my upstairs apartment just under the corrugated sheets. Water stood in puddles and ran in muddy rivers down the road in front of the school building. A cool breeze blew through the apartment. For…

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