Have you ever noticed that in our blog posts and newsletter the “H” in the word Hope is capitalized? This isn’t a typo or grammatical error that has gone unnoticed. It is a purposeful and willful acknowledgement that Jesus is…
Anyone else out there find packing for a trip to a developing nation—like for a mission trip—a sigh-inducing task? Totally worth it, but it sure does take a lot of time and brainpower. Soooo many decisions to make, right? What…
In Paulette, Haiti, they are struggling to find clean, fresh water. Here is one solution we are looking at to help our partner church, their elementary school and the community. https://brighthope.wistia.com/medias/nt8y3njc5s?embedType=async&videoFoam=true&videoWidth=640
I just returned from Uganda with a medical team. It is amazing to visit our church partners’ communities and see for myself the impact Bright Hope is having. We visited with the grandmothers’ club at two different church locations. What’s…
Just a couple weeks ago we experienced the chilling effects of a Polar Vortex here in northern Illinois. For two days it was colder here than it was in Siberia. (One day our “high” temperature, when factoring in the wind…
Remmy, an entrepreneur and mother of three, lives in the densely- populated Huruma slums on the outskirts of Nairobi. Several years ago, she joined a Savings For Life (SFL) group with only 14 members. Now there are 22 and call themselves, “Tunaweza A,” meaning “We can”…
One of a few defining moments in my life happened when I was 21. I was in the Philippines, in the mountain city of Baguio, and the mission team I was with was scheduled to do an evangelism crusade in…
As you sit and read this blog, you have likely found a comfortable place to sit in your home, with a roof over your head… and you enjoy the security of knowing you are safe. You might have a fresh…
Guest contributor: Dustin Warren traveled to Uganda with Bright Hope in September and powerfully shares about his experience… In the Book of James, it tells us to go out and visit the fatherless and the widows in their affliction (James…
Walking down a long, dusty road in the northwestern region of Haiti, I looked out at the tiny cement-block houses brightly painted in shades of turquoise, yellow or cantaloupe. You could see row after row of tinned-roof homes surrounded by…