An Easter Like No Other
It was 3 a.m. on Easter morning, and I stood at the bottom of our driveway, shivering slightly, even in the warm tropical air. I
It was 3 a.m. on Easter morning, and I stood at the bottom of our driveway, shivering slightly, even in the warm tropical air. I
MAF has served the remote village of Mulia in Papua, Indonesia, since the late 1950s, when the Gospel was first introduced there. Recent flights are
The day the eclipse was…eclipsed For once, it seemed like I was in the right place at the right time. Palangkaraya, Indonesia. One of a
I have had enough, Lord,” Elijah said… Then he lay down under the bush and fell asleep. All at once an angel touched him and
Our oldest son Carter is a senior, and recently we were talking through an essay he had to write for a scholarship application. I suggested
I take a sip of the sweet pink juice my neighbor offers me and ask her where she’s from. She says a name of a
With nine moves* in a little over two years, my heart is weary from so much transition. Change has been a word that has come
Last week our family went to a village interior. I walked with my friend Esther to her “palace,” a large wooden building where she watches