• Christmas memories

  We had a chance to talk with our Bhutanese friend, Dill, the other day about Christmas.

  12/09/2010 - By Ken Camp

• Fishers of Men

  We were up and ready about 5:30 a.m.  On our island in the Philippines, the roosters usually start crowing about 4:30, and you can start feeling the humidity at about 5 a.m.

  12/01/2010 - By Ken Camp

• You are loved

  The South African winter wind blew gusts of sand in every direction, making the small forms running down the dirt paths toward me hard to see. The sun has just risen covering the village in bright red and gold hues.

  11/29/2010 - By Ken Camp

• Wrestling with hard questions

  Recently we celebrated Dasara with some of our culturally Nepali Bhutanese friends. They were excited for us to take part, and it seemed that as we partake, we are being accepted into deeper levels of friendship and trust.

  11/22/2010 - By Ken Camp

• Hearing the voices of the silent

  As a Christian, I always had understood that I have been freed from the bondage of sin and darkness. But I never had seen people physically in bondage and enslaved until my internship in Johannesburg, South Africa.

  11/19/2010 - By Ken Camp

• Finding peace of mind

  My friend, Dill Rai, accepted Jesus Christ as his Savior 18 years ago, at age 6, before he moved from Bhutan to the United States. This is his testimony.

  11/17/2010 - By Ken Camp

• Young Apostle Paulo

  My 12-year-old friend, Paulo, started attending Bible studies about a month and a half ago. From the beginning, he was really eager to learn.

  11/04/2010 - By Ken Camp

• God moves, even in sorrow

  Screams split the early morning silence about 5 a.m. One of the older women we knew who had been doing Bible studies with us was wailing.

  10/25/2010 - By Ken Camp

• Learning to listen, listening to learn

  We visited the house of a Bhutanese refugee family. As gracious and hospitable hosts, they wouldn't let us leave without feeding us.

  10/20/2010 - By Ken Camp

• “I just want to be alone”

  One of my students, 5-year-old Summer, arrived at class upset, saying she didn’t want to be there.

  10/18/2010 - By Ken Camp

• ‘I’ll pray for your grandma’

  When Mikayla, one of the kindergarten children here at Tahoe City, was picked up early from class, her friend, Ava, asked why she couldn’t play longer.Mikayla told her she had to go to Reno, because her grandmother was very ill and in the hospital.

  09/13/2010 - By Ken Camp

• Meteors for Christ

  Recently, we took children to the Tahoe Lake beach, and I held hands with four-year-old Rorie, a little boy very interested in outer space.

  09/08/2010 - By Ken Camp