Green Bananas

“How do I know if bananas are ready to be cut?” I asked a local man. “When the leaves are brown, then you can cut the rope of bananas,” he replied. Locally, a rope of bananas is how people refer to a stalk of the fruit. With his guidance, I…

Please Confirm

“Lord, I need confirmation. Do You want us to take this detour away from our planned goals? We are already behind schedule for the year. Preparing the final PDF of The Great Controversy in the neighboring language took longer than anticipated. Creating the Thai audiobook of Thoughts from the Mount…

Christian Traditions and Unreached People Groups

Have you ever wondered what a Lord’s Supper ceremony or the foot-washing ritual looked like for the first time in an unreached nation, when the gospel was first being preached, and Christianity was a new movement embraced by only a few? Well, this is still happening in different parts of…

August 2026

Grants Pass Seventh-day Adventist Church

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A Great Harvest

May was a time of great harvests in the Pendjari area. After daily evangelistic meetings that reinforced the instruction the Bible workers had already started, the local pastor baptized seven souls in Matalé; meanwhile, in Gouandé, 11 were baptized and brought into the kingdom of light. Please keep these babes…

Delivered From Spiritual Oppression

Sister Nércia was abandoned by her mother when she was just one year old. Her grandparents, whom she called her parents, raised her—a sad reality, yet very common in Mozambique. She did not know her true identity until she was 12, when she discovered who her biological parents were—a striking…

Oh, You’re a Writer?

Warm, familiar scents drew me into the meeting room. Steaming lentil stew. Maghrebi sweets, soaked in syrup and fried in a deep pan of oil. Boiled eggs sprinkled with cumin. Thick, chewy breads freshly warmed. Orange juice, tart and bright. It was Ramadan, a Monday evening, and a large group…

A Gift of Onions

“You have a good heart. God should give you anything you ask for!” Asad exclaimed as we walked along, the dry sand crunching beneath our feet. Our African, robe-like clothing blew in the hot Saharan wind as we made our way to his home to deliver an herbal remedy I…