9 Ways to Pray for Third Culture Kids Third culture kids (TCKs), also known as MKs, have both the privilege and the challenge of growing up in their family’s place of ministry. Here are ways you can pray for TCKs, especially the children in missionary families you...
We didn't know what was going on, really, but just decided we should get in line because that's what everyone else was doing, and deep down, no one really wants to look out of place, right? The smiling faces and the beat of the drums let us know that this was a happy...
Pioneer Bible Translators serves among some of the world’s least-reached people groups. Many teammates live in physically and spiritually challenging circumstances. Your prayers for them matter! We invite you to pray specifically for missionaries you know personally...
“Where did this happen?” “Near Bethlehem.” “What kind of place is Bethlehem?” “A small village.” “What appeared in the sky?” “An angel.” Christmas was approaching, and the Apal people were about to hear Luke’s account of Jesus’ birth in their own language for the...
It was Christmas Eve. I wasn’t in much of a holiday mood, though. The selection of potential gifts for our children had seemed pretty sparse in the local shops. Our artificial Christmas tree looked so pathetic cowering in its corner, and the abundant ornaments hanging...
In my North American world, Starbucks is selling Pumpkin Spice Lattes and Peppermint Mocha Cappuccinos. Thanksgiving with its bountiful feast is quickly approaching. The Christmas decorations, for sale since August, have been discounted. Radio stations are playing...
The Kawah people of West Africa have a proverb: “The elder knows a roasted peanut.” Though I don’t pretend to understand all this proverb’s nuances, I can tell you a couple of things about it. First, the Kawah people LOVE roasted peanuts! (So do I!) Peanuts play an...
At a crossroads in the dusty ground, the music reaches our ears. Just past the cozy gathering of houses and huts, yet near enough to be noticed, stands the small cement church in the village, much like a new child at school waiting for an invitation to play with the...
Once there was a North African baby who was named after me, and before she was a year old, she died tragically. A few years later, our translator’s baby daughter — named after one of my teammates — also died. I am tempted to say this is their story, and the story of...
It’s hard being a toddler. You stumble and fall regularly, you are often misunderstood, and things out of your control can incite you to throw little “demonstrations” in order to get your point across.…
An old man stormed in, and his angry words tumbled out. My husband and I were still new in this community and only…
“Give us this day our daily bread,” we say together as a family every morning around the breakfast table. Even our little two-year-old’s voice joins in as we recite the prayer together. We haven’t always had this habit, but as the years have passed, praying the...