I have a friend who lives in darkness. Her giant house has armored doors. There are snarly dogs in her courtyard and a muscular, protective husband in her home office. She never leaves home unless covered from head to toe,…
There are so many amazing books about how God is moving among Muslims and Animists. And there are scores of useful gospel training seminars by former missionaries to these religious groups. But what about Hinduism and Buddhism? When I worked…
Alex and Anna I’ll never forget meeting Alex* and Anna.* For me, it was like meeting Beyoncé or Michael Jordan. With admittedly fewer cameras and less bling. Alex and Anna had served in Asia for ten years. My husband and…
My Dream Life I used to want to raise a tribe of kids on a big farm. (I know nothing about farming, but hear me out.) I thought I’d can peaches, attend church ice cream socials, and push my kids…
This essay originally appeared on A Life Overseas. “Lord, give me a burden for souls.” That’s the last line of a song written by a young lady from my husband’s hometown. It reminds me of Jesus’ words: “Come to me,…
This essay originally appeared on A Life Overseas. “Hey.” My mom’s voice sounded otherworldly—either because I was talking to her on an actual payphone, or because of the mix of Bollywood music and traffic sounds filling the air around me….
This essay originally appeared on A Life Overseas. My kids and I love reading missionary stories. You know the kind. There are witchdoctors. There are dreams and visions. And there are divine appointments with so many moving parts you can…
This article originally appeared on A Life Overseas. An Introvert Moves to India Shortly before we launched as missionaries to India, I was gifted a book. The title was something like Home at Last. This book disturbed me. In it, the…
This post originally appeared on A Life Overseas. God created me with a strong aesthetic sense. That’s probably why the book We Help Mommy appeals to me. This idyllic Little Golden Book features illustrations by Eloise Wilkin, who was so…
My husband Joshua has the annoying habit of believing I am capable and strong, like some kind of Wonder Woman, except with a super-modest, incarnational wardrobe instead of a metal corset. He is always encouraging me and pep-talking me and…