Codename Centrovia: Finding Christian Students in a Communist Country (Part 1)
I paid for two nights, ascended several flights of stairs, and came to door #312. With a gentle click, myContinue Reading
I paid for two nights, ascended several flights of stairs, and came to door #312. With a gentle click, myContinue Reading
Its seven tongues erupting like cannon blasts from their fanged fortresses, the seven-headed serpent dragon gaped at me through itsContinue Reading
“We seem to have a big problem,” observed one of the pastors as I struggled to grasp the raw meat,Continue Reading
Disclaimer: the following stories are not all for the faint of heart. They also have nothing to do with studentContinue Reading



