It’s Friday night, March 8th and I’m tucked away in my small boat cabin, shared with two other ministry partners who are hard at work in the sweltering heat of the Bolivia Amazon Tributaries.

There is one fan blowing down on me, and I am in deep gratitude for the air circulating around me

This fan will only last until 10pm when the boat generator shuts down and all goes silent and still. At that moment I’ll  let out a complaint in the form of a childish groan.

Nothing could have prepared me for

Can you remember the first time you got on a plane? the sensation of being in the air? Knowing that you are safe, but the adrenaline and nerves of knowing that you are flying! I remember the first time I got on a plane, it was so exciting but at the same time I was very scared. I suppose that

And there is still much to do. Just yesterday, here in Tuna, while recording for the Birifor language, the pastors were struggling while we recorded the Old Testament Bible stories, but were breezing through the New Testament stories. They explained to us that they have New Testament in Birifor already, but the Old Testament had not yet been translated, so they had to

The following is written by a CCWM Ministry Leader whom we will call Jen. Her identity and country of service is hidden in order to protect her family. They are church planters in a closed to the Gospel nation.

I’m certain the pastor meant well, but it didn’t make it less awkward. My husband Troy and I were sitting in the congregation feeling our cheeks burn hot with embarrassment as the pastor preached on

The phone rang only minutes before midnight. Even though we were sitting right there waiting for this important call, my husband Troy and I allowed another ring before answering, an attempt to not appear as desperate as we felt. I went to reach for it and felt my stomach turn on second thought. What if it was the news we would rather not hear? What if the decision to send our family overseas had been a firm no?

“Hello.” Troy answered

For most of us, doubt has crept in from time to time over the years. The Easter story is not that simple is it? It balances precariously against the virgin birth and begs the question, "Are you crazy?"