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Each spring, Japan transforms as Sakura (cherry blossoms) blanket the nation in delicate shades of pink and white. This phenomenon, celebrated through Hanami (flower viewing) festivals, is a time of joy, reflection and community. Beneath these blossoms lies a deeper story—one that resonates with both Japanese culture and the gospel…
On February 3, the Japanese celebrate a festival called Setsubun. They throw soybeans at other people dressed like Japanese oni (ogres or demons) to force them out of the home. The beans are believed to hold the power to cast out the evil spirits that homes and other places have…
Kai is blind. Yet he is always immaculately dressed. Today he has on an ironed pink dress shirt and white pants. Dark aviator sunglasses cover the mottled skin around his eyes, the result of a tragic accident in his youth. Every week, I visit the home of Kai and Luann,…
The torrential rain slashed straight through the feeble tarps that Ronald had used to cover his makeshift shelter. For the last several months, he had been living in this hut next to the Bangon tribe’s cemetery, where the village chief had banished him. He had endured extreme loneliness as the…
Mayhem reigned. November was its month of choice. Our final intensive Japanese course ended on October 25. Between then and November 27, I did special music with a high school student at church, wrote a sermon in Japanese and preached it twice on two Sabbaths, wrote part of my testimony…
“Grandpa” appeared out of nowhere, so short that one could hardly notice him in the crowd of soccer game-goers dispersing across fields in every direction. He found me and smiled a big, stained-teeth smile. Grandpa respectfully kissed my arms and hands over and over and over. He hugged his short-person…
Red spots. All over her legs. Petechiae . . . internal bleeding . . . leukemia? A clotting disorder? Hemorrhagic dengue? My thoughts raced as I inspected Safi’s legs. My face showed no alarm—a skill I developed as an emergency room nurse. Zara’s reaction, however, was one of a mother,…
“Mommy, what is time?” This question from our three-year-old daughter had us scratching our heads. How do we define time without using a circular definition? Although much time has passed since Benya asked us what it means (she’s now almost 30), the significance of time increases as we approach its…
We had a strategy for our work among the Gogodala. We thought it was a very good strategy. First, we would learn the language and understand the culture. Then, with this knowledge, we would thoroughly train local workers in Bible doctrine and church planting methods. Next, armed with this expertise,…
In Mali, the analysis of site monitoring on cultivated areas over two assessment periods—the first two weeks of August 2024 as compared to 2023—shows a dangerous and vulnerable situation due to the massive loss of farmland. This was determined by Tree Aid, a leading international non-governmental organization driving climate resilience…