It was time to leave. I had invested over ten years in this country, but it just wasn't the right place for me anymore. Was I burned out? Had I stopped loving the people I was ministering to? Was I unhappy with the work? No. I simply no longer bel...

She smiled at me as she walked past, a tiny little girl holding on to her mom with one hand and stuffing animal crackers into her mouth with the other. I smiled back; what a cutie! Suddenly, she dropped her mother’s hand and came running back to m...

I was nineteen years old and barely out of braces when I sat across the table from a woman four decades my senior. Serving globally was not yet on my radar, but I wanted to know Jesus and share my growing faith with others. Looking back now, almos...

The English language translates the Greek word philoxenia as hospitality. The literal meaning of philoxenia is “love of strangers.” The biblical interpretation of hospitality is the demonstration of love toward strangers, as we see in the story of...