
Isolation Remains
An MAF writer visits remote villages by airplane and boat, and gains a renewed appreciation for the ministry. By Natalie Holsten This summer I
An MAF writer visits remote villages by airplane and boat, and gains a renewed appreciation for the ministry. By Natalie Holsten This summer I
For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor
By Mark Hewes As I gripped the sides of the skinny dugout canoe and shut my eyes, I wondered if our jungle adventure was going
Every time I walk through my house in Indonesia, I can’t help but look outside. My bunga kertas has spilled out from its base, spreading
I’m about to enter my tenth year of life in Indonesia and it’s making me feel a bit nostalgic for those early, sweaty, confusing, exciting
I pack Evan’s backpack and hope I remembered everything on the list. This week is my firstborn son’s very first day of school in a
It’s dinner time. The setting equatorial sun—every day the same time all year long—and my three kids tell me it’s time. And if the “I’m
In Kalimantan, Indonesia, MAF pilot Paul College had an unplanned stop in Binawang, on a day when he was running late. Daylight was fading as
Our team in Palangkaraya recently had a unique opportunity to minister at a Christmas party in a very isolated village in the heart of Borneo.
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