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I was on my way to an important appointment, which unfortunately was scheduled during the city’s much-dreaded morning rush hour. If possible, I try to plan my day in such a way that I can skip being on the road during that time.

When I headed out the door, I hoped that it would be different.. →

Countless stories are told of small beginnings that lead to greater ends. This is my own small beginnings story.

It was a comment from a stranger that got me thinking about a change of direction in the social work that we were involved in at the time. The place where we had been working hadn’t.. →

By Iris Richard

Last year, during one of our aid projects in a poor community, we met Benson, a young freelance reporter. He offered to take some professional photos for our website. At another occasion, Benson asked us for prayer regarding the hardship he had experienced for most of his life,.. →

By Iris Richard

When a pandemic enters our lives, when all around us morphs into a state
of uncertainty and chaos, it is natural to succumb to fear, anxiety, and worry.
Even though all of us are affected in one way or another, some suffer more severe
situations, face isolation,.. →

Willie and the Five-Minute Favor By Iris Richard

We were just finishing up the distribution
of fifty ten-kilo care packages to poor people—most of them widowed or disabled—in
a hall at the edge of one of the largest slums in East Africa.

              .. →

Countless stories and parables are being told of ‘small
beginnings’ that lead to greater ends and this is how my own
small-beginnings-story began.

It was a comment from a stranger that got me thinking about a change of direction
for the Social work with poor communities.. →

An imaginary letter to anyone who might face a rough spot in life or is in need of a ‘pick-me-up … perhpaps it could be written for you? …

Bill and I are old friends. When we met up for coffee recently, he told me about his struggles. His wife had developed a chronic condition.. →

By Iris Richard

          Tall clouds, the color of an angry grey,
hovered across the sky, reflecting the mood I had been entertaining all day.

          Like
the challenges which have.. →

Start with the Frog!

Written by  Iris Richard

I’m someone who tends to go by inspiration, and I’ve long been bothered by my scattered approach to setting goals, so I was searching for an effective way to make it through my to-do list. It seems so easy to pick out.. →

By Iris Richard

   It
was 1977, and Karl and I had left Germany the previous year in a camper. Our
journey had already taken us through Italy, what was then Yugoslavia, Greece,
Turkey, Iran, Afghanistan, and India. We hoped to make it to Nepal next, buy a
mountain.. →