One early morning in Feb. of 1957 we rise in the early dawn, dressing quickly. Our possessions are packed and carried down to motor boats...

I never realized the deep cost of taking the gospel to the unreached till I was around nine years old. When the edges of the Kingdom of...

The days and nights pass uneventfully in Homejo for awhile. Ro and I are homeschooled in the upstairs bedroom by Mom, and Dad takes a...