Heaven's Family Stories

My Buddy Biak [David’s 3rd Blog from Myanmar]

Beautiful Biak Hlei Par, age 8 After an all-day drive yesterday from Khua Hrang back to Hakha (on the same “roads” as before, but this time escorted by even more young men who got us through the impossible sections), I started today meeting a little […]

06 Jan

The Road to Khua Hrang [David’s 2nd Blog from Myanmar]

This was just the beginning… Yesterday we only had to drive 90 miles in our rented van, from Hakha, Chin State’s capital, to Khua Hrang (pronounced Qwaw-rawng), a remote village of 260 families. I knew we were in for trouble when, thirty miles from the […]

01 Jan

Moses Leads His Flock 500 Miles

Their trademark attacks often occur under the cover of darkness. Avowed to eradicate all non-Islamic influence in the northern states of Nigeria that are ruled by Sharia law, Boko Haram terrorists have been striking villages, burning houses, churches, and schools and slaughtering fleeing Christians and moderate Muslims. An estimated 10,000 deaths have been linked to Boko Haram (a name that means "Western education is an abomination") in the past 12 years.

01 Jan

Saint Gary from Alabama

What can one person do to make a difference in the wake of the most devastating typhoon in recent history? Quite a lot, especially when that one person is connected to the Lord and other like-minded people. Gary Hawkins, a native Alabaman with an accent you could pour over pancakes, is living proof.

01 Jan

His New Dear Leader

Kwang-Sun's* chest puffed with pride whenever he looked at the photograph of North Korea's "Dear Leader," Kim Jong Il, hanging on the wall of his humble dwelling. It had been years since he served in the North Korean army, and although his job was only that of a musician in the army band, he couldn't have been prouder to have played his part in service to his country. He had even performed in front of the "Dear Leader" himself.

01 Jan

Facing the Mob

Lakshi heard it unmistakably: "Nataraj." What does that mean? she thought. She immediately told her husband, Ashok, kneeling next to her in prayer, that God had just spoken a strange word to her: Nataraj. He wondered what it meant, too, but as they pondered about it during the weeks that followed, they gained no insight. Nataraj was not a word they could find in the Hindi Bible or anywhere else.