As I look back on camps this summer, I am proud of the work and care that made them possible. I am thankful that God uses people, like me, to do his work.

Traditionally, international missions has been organized through a church, but social entrepreneurship seeks to impact people through small businesses.

As tears fell down my new friend’s cheeks, I stepped forward and hugged her. Her heart broke with grief over the war in Ukraine and its impact on her family and community.

When your vision is clear, your culture is strong, and your strategies are effective, alignment is the outcome.

Like many others coming out of the lockdowns and restrictions of the Covid-19 pandemic at the beginning of the year, I felt like we were slowly digging out of the mire of two emotionally and physically draining years. Could our desperate times finally be over?

God took my small act of simply trying not to fall asleep at church and showed me a tiny glimpse into the incredible beauty of his global church.

I have gratitude for all that God's done while holding the tension of these strong desires that have yet to be fulfilled. But also, what gives me hope is that I can look back and see that I'm here as a result of God moving powerfully in my life. I can trust Him to move powerfully again.

I wish I could say I was prepared for the day that I walked away from my baby girl as the trees swayed in the summer breeze on the front lawn of the campus at Asbury University. But I wasn’t.

The thing about missions is that we are constantly living in a state of movement and fluidity. Teammates, colleagues, and study buddies are constantly coming and going.

There was no way I was going to rely on others (or God) for my complete well-being.

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.