Our first week in Bolivia was spent at a boys street kids home, ages 11-19, sharing testimonies, teaching and playing games. These boys had no choice but to live on the streets to escape their toxic home lives and abusive families. Living on the streets is a rough lifestyle where the children use contact glue…
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It was a Tuesday afternoon in Cyprus. One of our Discipleship Training School students, Patrick, and I went throughout the city to do surveys with people as a way to connect and share the Gospel. We weren’t seeing a lot of breakthrough because most of the people we spoke with were closed off, didn’t speak…
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My life was not what it appeared. I went to church every Sunday because my parents made me go. I knew the stories, but I hated church. It was boring, full of old people, oh and did I mention boring? As the youngest, I would look up to my much older brothers and want to…
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When I was four, I was diagnosed with a rare, incurable kidney disorder. No one knew how long I would live – maybe until I was 14, maybe until I was 40. I didn’t think a lot about my future. Why bother? When it killed me, it killed me.
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