I tried to sleep on the narrow bench, eight months pregnant, scared and drained, as I held my baby's hand through the bars of her crib at the government hospital overseas. The nurse had poked her far too many times, trying to find a vein for the I...

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: