A West African Journey

A West African Journey

On one bus journey to see Theo, I found myself surrounded by a poor refugee family. A severe drought had forced many at that time to become refugees. We were packed together like sardines for several hours on the bus. I did not know the family’s language and my French was inadequate for meaningful conversation. There was little I could do except pray for them.

The Power of Stories

The Power of Stories

I learned the power of storytelling while ministering in the villages of Indonesia. There I encountered some of the most intelligent people I have ever known, but many were not able to read. Initially I taught them the Scriptures in a traditional way. My friends would listen politely, but their eyes would glaze over. So I began using the stories of Jesus.