He can meet us in the strangest of life phases and places, like our measurements and “to-do” lists.

A volunteer—an intern—impacted his life. All she did was take the time to notice him, to talk with him, and to encourage him.

As a missionary “fellowship” and “community” are lifeboats, gulps of fresh water, of life-or-death importance.

We made the decision to spread the word, asking for volunteers to come and drive food over the border. The way that people responded to this call and how quickly has truly been a godsend.

My aching heart swells with pride when I see the students of this school look beyond themselves to care for the “least of these.”

We greeted each other in different languages and spoke with so many accents, but the joy and love of the Lord is universal and completely understood even when language fails.

We should always make time to fellowship with other Christians and to seek God’s will for our lives. Typically, that requires getting away from the things that distract us, so that we can give God our full attention.