I was shocked, just like the nation and much of the world, at the bombing of the Boston Marathon. In the first video feed I saw an elderly runner fall off his feet, likely hit my shrapnel. My eyes fixated on him. People didn’t know what to do. They didn’t know what hap
My Dad, A Hero and Martyr for the Lord Jesus My father, William “Bill” Paul Hyde, was a humble man, but a great man. He lived his life quietly, unimposing and with gentleness. He had a passion though, seeing the Kingdom of God grow through the Philippines. Since 1978, f
As we approach American Thanksgiving and many people are able to get together with their families the circumstances around me makes it difficult to give thanks. Injustice abounds in the world. Today I am in Mindanao, Philippines with my family. Exactly one year ago, 58 people were ki