Firsthand accounts of faith lived out in the context of Chinese Christianity.
Seeing any aspect of our faith through others’ eyes—especially in another culture, is like a set of new glasses. The questions, the doubts, the rejection, the wonder and yes, the amazement force one to look anew at what might be treasured but unchallenged.
There is no cross, no pulpit, and no choir. Three chairs surround a small tea table, a phone plays hymns, and a well-worn Bible rests nearby—the humble beginnings of a church.
It is hard to imagine that this pastor—now fluent in Scripture and prayer—had once devoted years to Daoist medicine and Buddhist practice, even preparing to become a monk
No culture or political ideology can be equated with Christian truth. Jesus’s words—“My kingdom is not of this world”—remain a vital reminder for the church today.
I just want to fall where I grew up—but will I ever be allowed to go home?
Reason revealed my limits; grace taught me to bow down.
Ministry doesn’t have to be spectacular—it often just begins with showing up alongside the people around us.
That day I was the only Chinese among them who had not fled from anything. Yet instead of feeling fortunate, I felt the immense weight of what it means to be Chinese.
As she recounted her story, her tone was calm, as if describing a scene from a film. Her face betrayed no emotion. You will not find such details in any Chinese history book.
In northern China, there is a large family that has followed Christ for nearly a century and has given birth to preachers for four consecutive generations.
Raising kids who listen and obey is important because we want them to listen and obey God’s voice.
In order to ensure that every gospel worker, regardless of the size of their organization or denominational background, could receive ongoing member care and support, a third-party platform unaffiliated with any institution would need to be established.