I’ve put on my running shoes again and am promising not to regale you with tales of inevitable injuries.
No surprise that a certain someone is also very much on board with this cause.
Many of you are helping to construct a building that will save an untold number of lives.
An attempt to give this issue the thought and measure it deserves.
I would guess that rarely do many of us seriously reflect on some of the very basic privileges afforded to us. This is how you can help.
“If you read the Bible, if you study the person that Jesus was when he walked the earth, you’d understand that there was never a trade or a cost for his service. He fed and he clothed and he healed because he loved.”
After a night spent witnessing a way of life no mother or daughter or sister should have to endure.
Yes, this happens close to home, too, and yes, there are ways we can all help. I will soon address all of that, but right now I’m getting my bearings about me.
I got to spend an afternoon with someone whose spirit would make me reconsider the existence of God.
On strategy, teams, collaboration and those whose faces we cannot show you: how do you even begin to fight human trafficking?