At a recent gathering of church planters in Central Asia, I heard a man named Dameer (not his real name) tell his amazing story. He grew up in Germany, the son of immigrants, and was a very angry young man.
“God, help us,” we prayed as we approached the village. “Only you can open a door!”
We had no idea of how God would do it.
Mama Mananga arrived at the seminar with a ready heart. She was eager to study the Bible with fellow believers.
We have charts with zeros on them, charts that are meant to keep track of how people groups in our region are being engaged by the Gospel.
They share the Gospel through a facebook account. In a country without religious freedom, these two brothers in Christ are able to speak plainly about their faith. Although they use pseudonyms, they are able to connect with people online and offer encouragement.
“I never imagined that this war would be possible in my country,” says Roman Plechun, a self-employed plumber and active member of the New Hope Church in Zaporozhye, Ukraine.
I felt naked without my Bible. I felt lost.
It was only nine months from diagnosis until death. We buried my mom in the same cemetery as her father.
Celebrating God's Timing
My friend Helen (not her real name) is one of the emerging leaders of the church in her country in Central Asia.
The other soldiers mocked him. Henry (not his real name) was only a young Christian when he began serving with the national military,
God is calling young lives into global mission!
When Richard and Hazel Funk returned from Austria for a visit to North America early in 2014, their hearts were heavy with a mixture of joys and frustrations.
A few weeks ago, while my husband was away, my children and I experienced an extreme wind storm. We live on the outskirts of the city, near open fields, so it is generally quite breezy. But this was different.
“If I went to Burkina Faso for one person, it was Ruth.”
I’m amazed at how often I find myself in a daze, staring at the photos on my dorm room wall of my friends in Peru.
A young lady named Yaa was lying in a hospital bed in Pattaya, Thailand. She had tuberculosis and full-blown AIDS and was not expected to live through the night.
Have you ever seen a child waiting quietly? Although it’s rare around our house, when it does happen, it’s a beautiful thing and it makes us as parents proud.
Training: Are you making healthy disciples?
My father was an alcoholic. Therefore, my early childhood was scarred by pain and disappointment.
During my TREK training, God taught me something about confidence.
I grew up in a family that knew nothing about God.
Mahmoud grew up in the Middle East in a strong Muslim family.
"there’s something about SOAR that keeps me coming back!”
Proclaiming the Gospel
As a child, I had a big dream about being famous, and I took many expensive music lessons to make my dream come true.
A Dream of Clean Clothes and Young Translators and Lost Sheep
I was fifteen when I was arrested. My boyfriend was thirty-five.
An Interview with an Evangelist
“I left my business because I felt a call to ministry,”
Summer 2014 - Editorial