I sat on a small rock, barely big enough for myself, with two little Papuan kids, doing nothing. This is supposed to be going a
MAF partners with missionaries to reach a small tribe that has been overlooked Missionary Andrew Claussen lay on the floor of a village hut for
I am so uncomfortable right now. It’s not that I’m physically uncomfortable, though I am. I’m sitting on a concrete floor with my bare feet
I was told when we began our MAF career that MAF really stood for “Move Again, Friend”! Because we are an organization that specializes in
Every once in a while, I like to get all technical. So for those of you who yawn when others start talking about widgets and
I shouldn’t still be here in Indonesia. It’s been eight years on the same narrow street on the same tiny island. And I just can’t
Recently I shed happy tears. I love happy tears, especially since I usually shed sad, hormonal, frustrated, or angry tears. We traveled from our home
It’s not every day that a veteran MAF pilot gets to see one of his earlier passengers grow up and become a pilot himself. But
