“You really don’t know your cousins’ birthdays, do you?!” It was the kind of cultural moment that made me mentally cringe like I would with, say, a loud potato chip eater in the airplane seat next to me.
That was an odd question or statement, I thought. What did he mean?read more
Perhaps, like me, your gut sinks like a stone over the events of the last few weeks–precipitated by issues centuries old, accentuated by the deaths of people named Ahmaud. Breonna. George. In lieu of online services, my husband and I have led “home church” with our kids about racial discrimination. I’ve talked with beleagured police families, with brown friends.
As a person looking overseas, how have you personally responded to a nation exploding in anger and riots? (Here’s a helpful perspective from The Gospel Coalition: “Oh, God, Make Us Angry.”)read more
Perhaps you’ve heard about God performing a miracle in the Muslim world, or bringing dreams to an entire community. Today’s story is just such an example–from a Muslim community right in the United States.
This month, we’re giving you snapshots of Studio. It’s a dynamic internship program designed to equip long-term workers for the Muslim world. read more
Heading into March, my goal was to add on 20 new monthly supporters to my ministry team. But just two weeks into my face-to-face meetings, everything came to a halt. Hugs and conversations over café lattes abruptly came to a stop. I was suddenly partnership building in a pandemic.
At first, I just paused. I naively thought, This will pass quickly. Or Doing partnership building that’s not face to face just won’t be effective.read more
Dotsie and Gary are the second couple from the left–both wearing blue.
By Dotsie Corwin
Go. Serve. Love is excited to welcome Dotsie Corwin. She comes from a long line of missionaries and Christian workers, but it was the illustration of an unbalanced number of people carrying a telephone pole that impacted her and her husband to commit to a career in mission. Thinking of only one carrying the pole on one end with the rest on the other, it made sense to spend their lives where there was greater need.read more
So many factors, really, had sifted out what felt like the remaining solution: It was time to leave.
Among the factors: My husband’s job (he was moved to leadership, and had effectively mentored a national to take over his position). My kids’ education. Other family factors we batted back and forth, scouring for solutions until it seemed this was really the only way to love well.read more