
Teen Suicide and God’s Call
It was a Friday evening and cars began to pull up with teenagers jumping out and one by one forming a line that eventually went way out to the end of the parking lot. To my amazement, I later learned

It was a Friday evening and cars began to pull up with teenagers jumping out and one by one forming a line that eventually went way out to the end of the parking lot. To my amazement, I later learned

For the past 21 years, the ministry Vanitashray has been serving the needs of orphans and vulnerable children and women across Maharashtra, India. Their goal? To give every child the chance to live with a family and reach their full potential. What

Like many people, COVID-19 has shrunk my life down to the walls of my home. As the president of World Vision, a Christian humanitarian organization that works in nearly 100 countries including in the Unites States, normally I’m on the move.

The Bible is a Christians guide for a life with God and many of us are reading this book regularly. In his letter, James writes, that we should be doers of the word, not just hearers, or readers (James 1.22-23).

An anxious mum recently reached out for some advice: ‘My daughter, aged 10, wants to be a pop star when she grows up, but she is a really bad singer – she just can’t sing in tune! Earlier this year

Doctors at a prominent Swedish hospital that treats children suffering from gender dysphoria announced they will no longer prescribe cross-sex hormones or drugs that suppress puberty. The Karolinska University Hospital said that as of April 1, puberty blockers would no

When I look into my granddaughter’s eyes, I see the future. I see a little girl who will one day grow up and go out into the world to make a difference. And I wonder: What will her world be

For all the parents feeling exhausted by the cooking, cleaning and planning of a million meals during the pandemic, there’s some good news. Commensality, or the sharing of food with others, is beneficial for your physical and mental health. Most

My profoundly disabled son poses an uncomfortable question to the church and to society: what does it mean to be human? “Micah doesn’t have the God-stamp in him,” declared Tabitha, my daughter (aged four at the time), as we exited