Many of our overseas workers live in places with limited access to goods and services that much of the world’s population take for granted. During a recent visit, the mother of one of our teammates saw stark differences between her home country and the rural location...
When we landed in West Africa for the first time, I naturally took everything in through my own cultural lens, though I mistakenly believed myself to be open-minded and impartial. It is a noble goal to be unbiased in our assessments of life, but since the only way we...
2011 I had just arrived in the village of Angguna to work alongside my teammate Martha Wade for several weeks. During my first night there, panicked people brought a child to Martha’s house. He was slumped over, and his head was bleeding. In the cacophony of...
Mamata, I got to watch you grow and make your mistakes along the way; Scrubbing floors with your little one at home, like so many everyday. Another poor choice: a second baby, with still another man. Wishing for more, looking for love, trapped in the cycle of strife....
Baby Jesus, when Mary birthed you in Bethlehem, I don’t suppose you noticed that your wardrobe was lacking. You probably had two changes of clothes, just like little Senna next door. His mother got pregnant out of wedlock too, you know. So you were Tchotcho, your...
Our God is merciful. Every day He lovingly provides for the needs of His children. With the unusual situations they face, missionaries are in a position to be keenly aware of these daily mercies. Martha Wade is a Bible translator in Papua New Guinea. The village where...
God told us to find rest, but how can we? One of God’s instructions to His people — indeed, a clear command — was to rest. What a welcome idea this must have been to the newly liberated Israelite people, who had lived in slavery their entire lives...
Write a blog for Pioneer Bible Translators? “No problem!” I said. After all, I’ve been with Pioneer Bible Translators for nearly two decades. I could tell stories of how I overcame my shyness to answer God’s call to missions. I could share awkward fundraising...
I am on a dry, cracked dirt path. The raised, bumpy part I walk on is only wide enough to go single file, so I carefully watch the flip-flops in front of me as they flap, flap, flap on the feet of my friend. I copy her every step as she picks the most level places and...
My phone rang. It was Sepa, my village father. It was late and I was tired. In addition, I was still working to bring my Tok Pisin language skills back up to where they’d been before a year in the U.S. took its toll on them. I answered the phone anyway. Sepa was...
“You will be my witnesses,” Jesus told His disciples soon before He ascended to heaven. “But first, wait for the coming of the Holy Spirit.” Wait? This was the beginning of Jesus’ plan to change the world? It’s certainly not the way...
Every year when the rains come and the river swells, the land floods. When we visited North Africa prior to settling there, we could hear the children laughing and playing in the temporary lake created by the floodwaters. Sadly, one morning we heard that a young...