His name is Mseeni. He knew we were coming. He welcomed us with a smile and invited us into his home – the typical hut constructed of hundreds of small tree limbs tied together and then covered with a mixture of mud and manure. The roof was corrugated aluminum and the...

This is a hard subject that I’ve struggled with putting out there. I don't want to hurt feelings or point fingers, but I really feel like I need to write this. Just to clarify, this isn’t about the oh-so-trendy subject of how giving things to poor people makes them...

It was a whirlwind trip. I knew going that my to-do list was long and involved. I had planned to have an extended trip there during the summer, but was only able to stay 2 weeks. So I left hoping and praying (yes, literally) to get the things done that needed to be...

God and I have a deal. He always holds up his end. I do a poor job of holding up mine. But I try. Here’s the deal – when He puts an opportunity in front of me to help someone, to share what He has given me, to serve those who are in need, I say yes. And then He works...