It was 7 pm on the dot as I logged into Zoom. The three of us were now connected. My heart was racing at 100 miles an hour and as I gulped one more time, I turned on the Zoom volume and video. Pastor John did so as well, while Sally kept hers off ...

Himalayan pink salt is plentiful in my former home. I have fond memories of seeing large blocks of it in outdoor markets, where vendors chipped off hunks to grind for customers. This always reminded me of a verse in Mark. 

As I write this, it’s cold and wet outside. The cloudy grey sky will get dark in a couple hours. The winters can feel long with the limited amount of light. It reminds me of the gift that light is. God uses this image of light and darkness in the ...

My husband and I are about to make a BIG change. After almost twenty years of either living as, training for, or being a part of equipping cross-cultural workers, we are stepping out of full-time ministry. Leaving behind years of fruitful labor, g...