About fourteen years ago, our oldest daughter noticed that our dining room table seated six chairs, but our family only filled five chairs. She thought all the chairs should be filled evenly with three girls and three boys. So every night she pray...

One of the hardest things about cross-cultural ministry is realizing how incapable we are.

I’ve been trying to write this devotional for several weeks now. I have written and re-written many different drafts. Then I sat and reflected on these verses:

I began that Monday morning furiously writing down our family’s crazy schedules to get as organized as possible. I texted the five friends I had been meaning to get back to for months. I said a prayer for the many needs that had come up over the w...