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by Anonymous I never intended to be an overseas missionary. Then in 1997 I found myself living in Russia with my husband and four small children. We
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What struck me the most were her lifeless eyes. Without emotion, the young teenager related to me disturbing descriptions of abuse in her home. Her
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by Lauren Swenson It was so strange to me, the day when someone asked our names at church as if we were total strangers. We’d played volleyball
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by Krista Besselman Author’s Note: I wrote this poem while trying to trust the Lord as I processed both the Ukraine crisis and an unexpected health
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by Beth Barthelemy “The word home summons up a place—more specifically a house within that place—which you have rich and complex feelings
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I was nine when my family moved overseas. I still remember my last ice-skating lesson. I remember the moment my bedspread was sold at our garage
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I used to want precise answers to all the questions, and I used to think I could actually obtain precise answers to all the questions. But I’m
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We were on our way home from church and stopped at a petrol station. We fished around for cash; credit cards weren’t an option in our host
My favourite thing about Christmas has always been the name Immanuel, and what it really means. To have an omnipotent creator God who saw that the
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During my first year on the mission field — twenty years ago now — I read Elisabeth Elliot’s only novel, No Graven Image. I immediately
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We all know what it’s like. It’s the fever that comes over us late in the evening. We think we’ll sleep it off, but by morning it’s far
I packed a suitcase of thin fabrics, suitable for three weeks of tropical humidity and meetings in air-conditioned rooms. I hugged my husband
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by Katherine Dear Reverse Culture Shock, I have not enjoyed spending time with you. You are a sneaky thief. Beyond that, your identity is ambiguous.
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MCS School South In June, the boarding school in Pakistan where I spent my childhood closed her doors. No longer will children respond to the gong of
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I recently moved to a new country. New house, new city, new grocery store, new car, new neighborhood. Just about every single thing in my life was