I awoke in the night, and cried myself back to sleep. I was six years old and living in the River House dorm in Chiang Mai, Thailand. It was my first year at boarding school, and I had just had a vivid dream.
What is God’s plan for my life? It’s a question I’ve asked at different stages in my life, usually after facing a disappointment or a dramatic change I hadn’t expected. …
In fact, the weaker I felt in my strength, the more persistent I became in leaning unto God. Being the faithful God He is, the Holy Spirit then comforted and empowered me in my prayer.
An unexpected arts movement in South Thailand seems to be paving the way for healing through art. As Christians, what can we learn from this?
I had never left home for so long. Excited as I was for my seven-month placement in Thailand, I knew the mission trip experience would take a toll on my relationships back in the U.S.
Freddy spent two months in Thailand teaching English, coaching football, helping with the urban poor and media. He shared that, “Despite no training as a teacher, coach or videographer, the language barrier and my brokenness God graciously used my time there for His glory.”
Crossing cultures to live and serve in a new place requires a lot of training, as any missionary could tell you. But what exactly does that preparation look like?
It was 6:30am, and I forgot to silence my phone. I didn’t want to look, but curiosity got the better of me. I unlocked the phone and was surprised by what awaited me there.
Church movements in new areas take time to grow. Or, more accurately, they develop in God’s timing. Louise and Jim Morris can testify to that.
Somsuk had just finished accurately telling Daan, a new believer, a Bible story. “What did you like in the story?” Somsuk asked. Daan was uncertain how to answer because at school and church you never answer the teacher unless you’re sure you’re “correct.”