September 29, 2018

A glimpse of the village of San Juan on the coast in Honduras.
 


You may have heard that we are headed to Honduras next June. We are returning to the little village of San Juan which sits on the Caribbean Ocean. It is the kind of place that stretches you beyond your co...

September 22, 2018

A prisoner of hope. What a strange term for something that sets us free. I love the phrase for that very inversion. A prisoner of hope is captive to it. It’s not one who’s in the camp of despair, nor one caught in the drudgery and mediocrity of no man’s land. This “pri...

September 15, 2018

I've been reflecting on our family's sixteen years of service as missionaries in Mexico. The emotional rollercoasters, the physical strain and the stretched cultural barriers have been a little overwhelming to say the least. Overwhelming and at the same time...life-cha...

September 8, 2018

 Three of the first books to our new library at Hope House

There was a boy in rural Indiana many years ago. When he was around 9 years old—the age of many Hope House boys—he learned to read. The library in his house had only three books because he was from a simple fami...

September 1, 2018

Karlee and Ever being "festive" in the international food store in Cincinnati.  

Growing up, Ever never thought he’d need a U.S. visa or even a reason to visit the United States.  His dad has been a citizen for over 20 years, but Ever never saw a need to make...

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