Am I Crazy?
The way the weekend went, I certainly wondered if I was—or perhaps if I was dreaming! We had opened the Sabbath evening by witnessing the baptism of two friends, with whom we had studied over the last several weeks. Sabbath …
The way the weekend went, I certainly wondered if I was—or perhaps if I was dreaming! We had opened the Sabbath evening by witnessing the baptism of two friends, with whom we had studied over the last several weeks. Sabbath …
Monday I had worked all day in my old home town without even so much as a canvass. Wednesday I was back in the same town, this time with John, my leader, working some of the same doors for a …
A mist of rain coated the windshield as we drove into the gathering darkness. I thought back over the the events of the past couple weeks. God had blessed in countless ways, and I had no doubt that He had …
I will never forget my first week as a Literature Evangelist. While winding around the narrow Kentucky roads, my thoughts drifted back over the events of the last few weeks. The “chance” encounter with Dan (our publishing director) a few …
Something was in the air. I just knew it! The pieces seemed to fit together. Here it was, 2:30 Monday afternoon, and I hadn’t seen him online all day! Sure, he’d said he would be busy this morning, but he …
Greetings once again from Africa. I want to thank you all for your continued support and prayers for me and for the mission team here in Namibia. Here’s a little update from the dusty little town of Opuwo… Dust. …
Cleaning. Cooking. Doing dishes. Commuting to work. Checking e-mail. Running errands. Entertaining guests. Fixing things around the house. Do these tasks sound familiar to anyone? What does this have to do with being a missionary? Aren’t missionaries those people who …
When was the last time you spent a week in a village on a tiny island in the middle of endless water, grasses, and water lilies? Paddled a dugout canoe to church? Gave a sermon in a church with dung …
So what is it like, being a student missionary in a strange country, half-way around the world from home? Well, to tell the truth, not that much different from being at home. We have times of laughter and times of …
Dear Friends, What an adventure that past weeks have been! The fun of cooking ovizema (cornmeal porrage) over an open fire, and eating it hot with omavara (goat’s milk) in the shade of a spreading tree, while watching the butterflies …