Little one. Growing in the dark confines of the womb.
Moving, turning, kicking, squirming.
And, one day, fighting the push through the birth canal.
Born into a bright new world.

Little one. Growing in the dark confines of the womb.
Moving, turning, kicking, squirming.
And, one day, fighting the push through the birth canal.
Born into a bright new world.

Resurrection Day 2011. In Delhi, India. We gathered with a body of believers from different nations and people groups.
We came to Christ out of a variety of religions and cultural traditions and family backgrounds. Some repented and believed as children. Others turned and followed Him in adulthood.
Each one’s testimony detailing a unique journey to salvation.

In 2018 we travel across the Atlantic to spend a week with our daughter in Dakar, Senegal. Conversations and laughter mark our visit. Along with bright sun. Cool ocean breezes. Blue sky.
And a Door of No Return.
