Leaving Home (and Finding it Again)
You know that moment when you’re hugging your friend, and you won’t let them go because you don’t know when you’ll ever see them again?
You know that moment when you’re hugging your friend, and you won’t let them go because you don’t know when you’ll ever see them again?
As I’ve just graduated from high school, I’ve spent lots of time looking back on my life as a missionary kid. The people I’ve known,
I sat on a small rock, barely big enough for myself, with two little Papuan kids, doing nothing. This is supposed to be going a
The sunrise was golden. The mountains were beautiful. The plane was cutting smoothly through the crisp air. That’s when my friend, sitting next to me
As kids on the mission field we often think that God only calls adults, and the adults drag their kids with them. When we think
soccer Continued from a previous post…. That same night, Emily and I went with Mr. Harrell to watch him coach some young boys in soccer—a
Continued from a previous post… The next morning we went to the MAF base and talked and prayed with the staff. Afterwards, we cleaned and
Continued from a previous post … The poverty was right in front of you—people coming up to your window asking you to buy something they
Ashleigh Boyd, daughter of MAF-US President John Boyd, recently took part in a ministry trip to conduct VBS for the MAF family conference in South
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