Heidi Baker: The by-product of a life humbled to Jesus Christ in utter dependence of him has led to now more than 12,000 churches started. More than 1,000 churches started among a people of a radical and violent faith. They are feeding and caring for more than 10,000 children in doz
Life sucks, but it doesn’t have to suck all the time! Jesus is in the business of using people like me and you to help others get out of their despair. So I’ll just keep doing what he wants me to do until everything gets better! Life doesn’t suck, it is just an opportunity to help
I am always aware of the constant poverty in Cambodia, and on this trip, covering some 8 provinces on the western side of Cambodia I found myself unable to help time and time again. The one thing that gives me comfort while living among such poverty is that I was able to help about 10
A few days ago we had a birthday party for my son Paul. He got wonderful gifts and had most of his friends come and play to their hearts content. After the party the group of 10 year olds could only manage to eat one cake so we had another full cake remaining. Why don’t my son and
In Cambodia, most people (some 80%) are rice farmers. Rice farming, in Cambodia, is very labor intensive, and requires cows for plowing the fields. If a family does not own their own cows for plowing a field, they have to rent them from another family. The rental cost is usually
Winnie was shot in the head and died instantly. He was looking for a chance to share the gospel and bring peace to a very violent area of the Philippines, yet he was killed trying to bring peace. Winnie is survived by his wife and a young son. Winnie was only 25 years old and pa
Westerners thought the idea of the golden calf as a deity died out with the Egyptians of old. Boy was I surprised that the golden calf (Preah Ko) is a worshipped today in Cambodia and has been worship for thousands of years already. In Cambodia any animal which is born with a defect
Do you know how they treat poor people in Cambodia? They give them a bottle of soy sauce and take their picture. I am not sure who is supposed to be the one feeling blessed, the photographer or the impoverished villager.