Something is happening in the world that deserves more than a headline. In 2025, violent antisemitic attacks killed the highest number of Jews in over 30 years. Twenty people were murdered in four separate attacks across three continents, including a Hanukkah attack in Sydney, Australia, that killed 15 members of the Jewish community in a…
In our last update we told you about a door that had opened in a sensitive area. Two men who came to faith out of Islam, asking to be discipled. We told you we were not certain the interest was genuine. We told you there were enough reasons to be cautious. We told you to…
There is a wall that no treaty has been able to tear down. Seventy-five years. Fourteen major peace initiatives. Zero lasting agreements. The conflict between Arab and Jew is the most negotiated dispute in modern history, and it is no closer to resolution today than the day it began. Not because the diplomats were not…
There are moments in this work when something shifts without warning. This is one of them. Through a partnership we have built with a local pastor and his congregation, we were recently introduced to two men from a sensitive area who are asking to be discipled. They came to faith out of Islam. They cannot…
Salman came in from Jerusalem, sat down, and stared at his plate. He is Arab, and no one had told him there were conditions, because there weren’t any. The food was simply free. His astonishment was the most honest thing in the room that morning. That was Tuesday, and Tuesdays are new for us. The…
Last Sunday we made fasulio. Bean stew and rice, simple and filling, and the kitchen filled up the way it does when word gets around that there is a hot meal and a place to sit without being moved on. Pastor Ronnie from House of Salvation came and sat with people one by one. He…
They were already waiting when we arrived. Before we were ready to open, people asked to come in. Within twenty minutes we had gone through a liter of milk and two packets of biscuits. That is what Sunday morning looks like at our soup kitchen in Tel Aviv. This week we served borscht, made with…
Not every Sunday begins quietly. This one started with a smashed car window. A vandal had broken into our vehicle overnight, and the morning carried that weight before the doors even opened. We prayed for protection over our team and our vehicles, and then we kept going. By the time the soup kitchen was ready,…
Every week we show up. We set the tables, prepare the food, and open the doors. And every week, people walk in carrying more than hunger. They carry stories, pain, and quiet requests that stay with us long after the day is over. March 15 was one of those days. This is not a report…
Sometimes people feel forgotten, but this month in Tel Aviv we were reminded again that God remembers. We do not always know what we are doing when we step out. We just know we are supposed to step out. That is the only theology we have left after years of this work, and it turns…