Things we don't talk about in Swaziland
Remember the blog I recently wrote about that lady we visited in the shack who was dying of AIDS? I just got an email that she died. And so it g...
Remember the blog I recently wrote about that lady we visited in the shack who was dying of AIDS? I just got an email that she died. And so it g...
Karen and I have a great marriage and I hope you do too or will one day. Marriage should be an institution that brings joy and life to our lives. ...
When I first started going on short-term mission trips in 1975, I was an oddball. No one knew what to make of a high school student going off to Gua...
It's mid-July, season of family vacations (complete with assorted small cousins and siblings). I am on one in Santa Barbara. Every morning a blank...
Just came across this story about a missionary in South America in the mid-twentieth century. We need more Sophie Mullers, people willing to commi...
Our son Seth, Jr. graduated from college and immediately joined a World Race team traveling around the world for a year. There were lots of reasons wh...
Two new books sound the alarm bells for those of us who believe in the greatness of our young people. The first is provocatively titled The Dumbest ...
Karen and I have a great relationship, but every now and then, without even knowing why, we'll get a little tired of one another and begin to harbor n...
Karen and I just returned home from a month of traveling. We're coaching a squad of 32 World Racers for the next year (if you're an empty nest couple ...
We all have an inner voice whispering about a higher work, a giving of self to something beyond our own small world, to something significant. Steph...