My heart is breaking.  We have spent countless hours on video conference calls, and the phone with our brethren in Nigeria and Pakistan.  Two countries our Lord has laid on our hearts to intervene and bring hope. We have listened to heartbreaking story after story of the desperation, the untold death and suffering.  We comfort those who have fled, forced to leave loved ones behind. The sorrow and helplessness in their voices digs at our very soul.  But we do this with great love and joy as our Lord commanded us, but at times we shed uncontrollable tears. And today is one of those times.

As I look at videos and pictures of the achievements and growth of family that we are aiding, I hear sadness in the father’s voice. He is alone, without his family not by choice but a situation forced on him through extreme persecution.

A short while later I…