On a recent prayer walk with a mission team, a Back2Back case-worker asked a mother living in the Bonfil community how they could pray for her and her family specifically. In unexpected honesty, she shared concern of one of her sons becoming involved in drug use. Bonfil, an urban community in Cancun, is one gripped… Read more
The white-walled classroom holds desks with blue seats and small pieces of wood for note taking. To students who attend everyday, it is simply another room allowing them to further their education. To the children of Del Norte, the bright room with the projection screen whispered of future endeavors, of dreams realized, of a new… Read more
Ravi’s small arms wrap tightly around the two-liter, plastic bottle as he carefully walks across campus toward the flowers. He steps carefully, delicately almost, so as not to let a drop of water drip on the dusty ground. He walks toward Adam’s house first, and then he waters the circular planters with colorful flowers in… Read more
If you would have asked Nazmin a year ago if she was looking forward to graduating, she might have told you it wasn’t happening. You see, just one year ago, Nazmin was struggling to make ends meet in school. She simply didn’t feel the drive to press into her studies and finish well, but she… Read more
Sofia whips down the slide in the Cancun sun and lets her laughter ring through the air as she runs to the open window looking into the kitchen. Glasses of cool, clear, clean water sit on the ledge of the window, beckoning to be consumed; Sofia obliges. As she tips the glass nearly vertical to… Read more
I remember the first time I received a letter from from the child I sponsor in Hyderabad, India through Back2Back Ministries; I tore open the envelope, carefully removed the letter with his beautiful penmanship, and read and reread the words over and over again. I couldn’t wait to soak in his news about school and… Read more
It was Tuesday in India. The warmth had settled into my skin and I was finally remembering the long, intricate names of each boy and girl I had met. Bells sang softly into the thick, heated air and little girls in sweeping, colorful dresses spun wildly on the marbled floors as I was helping Ravi… Read more
“What do you want to be when you grow up?” Goutham’s deep, brown eyes lit up; there is something within them, confident and hopeful, that shines out and captures whomever he is speaking to. “A pilot,” he smiles, crinkling his nose up innocently. That crinkled nose, coupled with his frame worthy smile, will stop you… Read more