Stories from our field writers and other contributors
All forty-four were gathered in the main rehabilitation room. They sat on floor mats, a mass of giggles and crutches.
What brought Earl to choose that little hill upon which to build his life’s work, I don’t know. But seventy six years after setting foot on it, it is still a beacon of light to the Azande.
Panther, like Jacob’s favored son, was found, and he had a story to tell of God’s goodness and divine intervention – and a captive audience to hear it.