One of my favorite lists is my email recipients who are Latin missionaries. I send things their way, every once in a while, just to...

I received this text from a young missionary friend: “I have a little story to tell you. The past few weeks I’ve been worrying about...

It seems, like always, that God bends over backwards for the Schultz’s. As we have written previously, Veronica’s biopsy showed that the...

Twelve hundred miles from home, I walked out of my hotel room, Bible in hand, just to spend some time in the Word. A voice across the...

As a family, this past week, we had some wonderful R & R, at the far southern tip of “our” Baja peninsula (1000 miles south, in Los...

My current series of short, daily videos in Spanish, is titled “What's Your Excuse?” A week ago, a couple of our missionary families...

Someone did not like their animals, apparently. At least, that is what Mauri and Migda hope. Their family moved onto the mission field...

Our eyes are firmly on Jesus as we walk through these challenging times of COVID. It hit us in November, and Veronica is having heavy...

The past few weeks have been a wild ride. COVID-19 arrived at our home the second Sunday of November, and we are still in the battle. All...

Five of us home with COVID… Veronica most seriously; my sister Valerie, visiting for Thanksgiving, is unfortunately included. Rachel...

I was driving down one of Ensenada’s main boulevards and happened to see my friend Daniel up on his sand ridge. That sand ridge is home...

I like short stories, but this one is a bit complicated, and it began 17 years ago, so bear with me… It was dusk, and one house away from...

It had been 535 days since the Porvenir church had come together to worship, or do anything else for that matter. Sunday, September 5,...

​​It was a Monday night in 1986. I had spoken a simple message about Samson if this old memory serves me right. Immediately afterwards,...

Living by faith is always an experience, and part of the awe of it is simply the fact that you, and others like you, give to us. Even...

It was over 30 years ago. Our “little family” was sitting at the table, enjoying a nice meal. It still amazes me how Veronica held us...

Veronica and I met and married at Rose Park Orphanage in Tijuana. We both worked there for a number of years as single people, then...

It is Good Friday. In Mexico we call it Holy Friday, but good is good enough for me. In fact, for me it is Gooder Friday than for most...

On the one hand there’s a feeling that we are climbing up towards the downhill run of Covid here. Vaccines are not happening much, but...

Some of the homeless in Ensenada live under bridges, so we were at the bridges yesterday, serving breakfast. Tough to be poor. Tougher,...