“Many people do not want to come to a war zone,” the young man said. But you did -- you ran in for us.” I smiled, and blinked back tears. “You are love,” he said. “Because love runs in.”Read More
We can live our lives consumed by seeking standing ovations that bring crowds to their feet. But our ultimate purpose is to bring a crippled, suffering world to its feet, one pair of healed, dancing feet at a time.Read More
In December I'll be traveling to South Sudan to teach medicine. It's the most dangerous trip I've taken -- and it'll be my first time in a war zone. Please consider making a contribution to support the trip. By training 100 teachers, it'll impact the lives of 30,000 children!Read More
Happy Birthday, WELL!Read More
Jesus said, “Suffer the little children to come unto me.” But instead, we let little children suffer, and often die, while we spend money on frivolous things.Read More
Just like that, as I stood there watching, the man’s soul left his body. He was still sitting up in bed, his eyes closed, his head wrapped in gauze. He looked like he was sleeping, and his body was still warm. But he was dead. He was gone.
For years I said that because breast cancer kept me from traveling to Africa, the Somali girls were God's way of bringing Africa to me -- as if the Invisible Girls were a consolation prize. I was really wrong.Read More