By Denise Rhoades
Arriving in your host country, you’re eager to get started. But it’s been six months, and language learning has been killer. Your new language has three different sounds made with varying positions of your tongue.
I hadn’t been following Jesus that long when I wheeled my bags onto a West Africa-bound jetliner. For seven months, I lived with an unreached people group. Together with other global workers, we were teaming up to create an oral Bible.
Suddenly, I tumbled into a world where prayer no longer seemed like a “good” thing to do. It felt a little more like…oxygen.