It was a restless hamlet in South Sudan along the Ethiopian border. A few short years ago I was there leading a pastors’ conference with the elders and pastors from various tribal groups from the region. When I asked them the best way I could help them their forceful plea was for me to tell READ MORE
Several years ago I ate a salad in Morocco that was washed in the local water, and then spent the next 24 hours throwing up all over Marrakesh, New York City and Charlotte, North Carolina. I was just one traveler. Imagine that kind of sickness because of unclean water is your daily existence. Some time READ MORE
