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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…
“At least I won’t die from lack of water to drink,” Mina mumbled in an attempt to keep up her spirits. Her arm, trapped under a boulder in a remote mountain stream, alternated between excruciating pain and numbness. The giant crawfish that she had been trying to dig out definitely…
Life is full of uncertainty. We make plans, set goals, work hard, yet sometimes the road God calls us to walk feels impossible to navigate. When I began raising support for my mission to Japan, I thought it depended on me—my words, my effort, my ability to inspire people to…
“We don’t want you here!” the immigration officer told me. What should we do now? Where can we go? How can I keep working in Nong Khai if we cannot live here anymore? In Thailand, whenever a foreigner needs to complete a government document or process, they must obtain a…
“Stop! Stop!” came the plea from those in the back of the truck. We pulled over, wondering what was wrong. We had taken our schoolteachers to a special dedication Sabbath at a new church a few hours south of us. After the potluck, we had climbed into our two trucks…
“Elder Boaz’s son, Simon, just died in a vehicle rollover accident,” the church deaconess informed us as soon as we arrived in town. “Everyone is meeting this evening at the house to grieve together. The funeral is tomorrow.” As dusk gathered, we walked into Elder Boaz’s family compound to show…
“Let’s stop here for lunch,” Pastor Khun said with a calm smile as our bikes rolled to a halt near the border. That simple stop would prove meaningful. For almost two years, we had tried to work alongside Pastor Khun. Our paths had crossed many times, and our hearts were…