by Mo Isom Aiken | Missions
“…even though I realize I cannot always mend or meet, I can enter in. ย I can enter into someone’s pain and sit with them andย know.ย This is Jesus. Not that He apologizes for the hard and the hurt, but that He enters in, He comes with us to the hard...
by Mo Isom Aiken | Missions
I paused for a moment at the lip of the plane door. One last moment to feel safe and secure and clean. One last moment in my comfort zone. I sucked in a deep, hot breath of sticky air as an unfamiliar scent encircled my head and tickled my senses. It’s hard to...
by Mo Isom Aiken | Missions
I’ve never camped a day in my life. When I was 11, I read The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn and convinced myself I was the reincarnate of Tom Sawyer. ย I ran through the woods around our house, bare-footed, building forts out of branches and trying to fashion a...
by Mo Isom Aiken | Adversity, Current Events, In The News
A hot tear rolled down my cheek as I worked to straighten my twisted frown and fake a shred of composure. I had told myself I wasn’t going to cry. I saw a wince dance across Coach Miles’ face as his eyes began to redden, as well. I stared into the watering...