Running the Race for Christ
Who would have imagined that a man born on a humble dairy farm in North Carolina would have grown up to preach the Gospel to nearly 215 million people in more than 185 countries and territories.
Category Bright Hope Blog & Stories
Education: the most powerful weapon against poverty
Elika had a difficult upbringing, filled with many setbacks. Had she not received support from the local church or a Bright Hope scholarship, her story may have turned out very differently.
Harvesting Hope
Can you imagine what life would be like if you had 16 children? How would you feed them all or afford to send each of them to school?
Mutual Transformation Inspired Me to Make the Most of Every Opportunity
At Bright Hope we talk a lot about the concept of “mutual transformation.” The phrase itself may sound a little like insider lingo, but the concept is really quite straightforward and practical. Plainly stated, mutual transformation means that we help…
Bolivian Easter Rice Pudding Recipe
A delicious recipe from one of our partners!
Graduation on Mbabala Island
A group of almost forty participants from four denominations have been engaged in this training for the last 2 years.
Celebrating Christ’s Resurrection in Bolivia
In Bolivia, Easter celebrations are very different, depending on the geographical context and the religious background of the people. The name "Easter" is not widely used.
Are Microfinance Programs For The Poor More Helpful or Harmful?
“Unintended Consequences” is a familiar phrase for anyone who has worked in developing countries. By definition, an unintended consequence is, “A term used to describe a set of results that was not intended as an outcome.” From time to time…
Salty Water and a Rock for Your Head
Lots of excitement and a little apprehension. Know the feeling? That was me as I set off for Haiti a few weeks ago. Thank God for a mom gracious enough to drive me to O’Hare airport at two-something in the…
Salty Water and a Rock for Your Head
Lots of excitement and a little apprehension. Know the feeling? That was me as I set off for Haiti a few weeks ago. Thank God for a mom gracious enough to drive me to O’Hare airport at two-something in the morning for a 5:15 a.m. flight.