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“Someone broke into our room,” my roommates and I said to each other when we returned from church. Our window was broken. Just up the road from where we lived was a small orphanage. Some of the 10-12-year-old boys who lived there would often come to our center to hang…
Being back in the USA on furlough is much more enjoyable now than it was during our first furlough three years ago. Our family agrees that knowing what to expect, staying in prayer and being better prepared has made all the difference. This reminds me of Jesus’ soon return. Jesus…
When we first moved into our small-town apartment block three years ago, we were happy for the lovely glimpse of nature from our windows: a beautiful old tree and an open patch of mostly unkempt grassy land with young trees and bushes opposite our home. Hidden amongst the greenery were…
Bloy has been part of our learning center family since she was four. I remember those early days when she was so tiny, yet helping her older siblings wash the dishes after Sabbath school. It is hard to believe how much time has passed. Now she is in the fourth…
We stood among a group of onlookers, watching as worshippers used their left hand to pick up a ladle, with which to catch the flowing water, and then pour it over their right hand. Switching the ladle to their right hand, they then poured water over their left hand. Afterward,…
“Let’s swing by and see the Bang Khan church,” Duang suggested as we drove home from visiting Phuket during our early months of ministry in southern Thailand. What we found surprised us—tall weeds choked the property, and a rusty padlock secured the gate. The church appeared to have been abandoned…
Mixed emotions filled us as our family stood inside the airport in Amarillo, Texas, to say goodbye to my parents. At 3:00 a.m., it was cold and dark outside. The airport was quiet. The people were few. It felt as if an empty stage was set for our farewell moment.…
“Do you need me to cook today for the homeless people?” asked Ian. Ian is a great cook and a willing helper. He, along with several other Filipino and Thai volunteers, willingly meets at our outdoor kitchen around a large wok where a group gathers late on Sabbath afternoons to…
“I don’t follow any religion,” the physiotherapist said as he started the treatment on me. Hmm, I silently mused. I had just watched him pray to the shrine in his office before he started the treatment. “Why were you praying, then, if you do not believe in the deities to…
“This report on my computer says it has a little bit of a smell . . . maybe it’s just air freshener. . . . Are you still interested?” The car dealer looked at me pensively. I thought back to the many times my father had told me of warning…