The Lockdown That Made Shanghai Home
When I moved to China, I had no idea what would happen or where God would lead me. All I knew was that he had clearly led me to Shanghai.
Firsthand accounts of faith lived out in the context of Chinese Christianity.
When I moved to China, I had no idea what would happen or where God would lead me. All I knew was that he had clearly led me to Shanghai.
What drew me out of that familiar shadow narrative was the even sweeter voice of Jesus, calling me to abide in him and rest in an identity found in him before bearing fruit.
We did not choose this path to raise elite children, nor to escape the pressures of school. We need to stay close to the Lord with the simple trust of a child and seek his will for us.
Prompted in part by Sam Ren’s recent article, “The Displaced Minority,” these brief vignettes offer glimpses of ordinary Christian life in Mainland China that often remain unseen.
The ChinaSource team has been privileged to serve alongside Chinese Christ followers, together lifting up the name of Jesus Christ, witnessing his kingdom advance through ministry partnerships that continue to grow and make a transformational difference in lives, both through mainland China and throughout the global Chinese diaspora churches.
Organized by Olive Bridge, a cross-cultural research and dialogue platform, the event was titled "The Bridge Endures—John Leighton Stuart at 150: A Commemorative Gathering of Historical Readings and Dialogue."
What I sensed God calling me to do was not to leave the church, but to help fill the gap I saw there.
For the first time, we saw that ordinary believers could begin where they were and create connections between churches that had previously known little about one another.
Faithful stewardship considers both today’s opportunities and tomorrow’s needs. Every generation has the opportunity to strengthen the church for those who follow.
Homeschooling is a privilege. To have the time and insight to lead and shepherd our children’s hearts is invaluable.
A journey into the Tibetan grasslands of Gannan brings Hugh Battye into the rhythms of nomadic family life, local religious practice, and an unexpected memory of an earlier Christian presence in the region.
Behind every name is a real person—a person with blood and tears, love and loss, shame and confusion, and a longing to be loved, forgiven, and given a new beginning.