Deedee’s mother was a sex worker in Pattaya. Her father was from Malaysia where he worked in human trafficking, finding women to work in the sex...
It was autumn in Fresno, California, and the leaves outside were red like fire. I was teaching ninth grade English at Roosevelt High School,...
To say the least, her ministry has been fruitful.
Some of that fruit has been, quite literally, fruit.
When Grandma celebrated her eighty-seventh birthday, she didn’t feel so well. One of her daughters decided to bring her to the hospital and, after...
In hardship it is tempting to ask “Why, Lord?” but too often that question spirals into wondering “Is God good?” Lately, as we have been walking in...
When Gunn was in his early teens, a short-term mission team from Canada came to his school and invited him to Bethel Church. Through the church’s...
My name is Somphop. They call me “Pope.” I am thirty-six years old. In my business, my wife and I sell a kind of baked goods. I am told they are...
