My Savior loves, My Savior lives, My Savior’s always there for me. Mine He was, Mine He is, Mine He will always be… “And let us consider how to stir up one another to love and good works, not neglecting to meet together as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another, and all the more as you see the Day drawing near.” Hebrews 10:24-5 I am not sure I understood the importance of fellowship when I lived at home. From a young age I went every time the doors were open – girl’s programs, Sunday programs, youth programs – all of it was part of my habit. I enjoyed the time and made so many great memories. Words were spoken into my life, and I was transformed, but I took it for granted, the opportunities I had. Today, I’ve been living abroad for 16 months and 20 days. In that time, I might have been able to join fellowship for maybe two months. The first time I went, it had been approximately 9 months since I’d stepped foot inside a building with other Family membe...

D ragging luggage up three flights of stairs. Way too heavy. A helping hand reaches out and weight is lifted, figuratively and literally. “Excuse me, can I help you?” “Why yes, please.” At the train station, the buses have stopped running. Where are the taxis? Sigh. “Hey, where are you going? Do you want to share a car with us?” On the train, two sweet teachers share conversation with a weary foreigner. “Here’s my phone number. If you’re ever in my city, please call me! I would like to be your guide.” On the bus, coming home from a trip, so tired, and so much luggage! “Here,” he says, “take my seat. Please.” I am often overwhelmed by the kindnesses those around show me. The teachers at the University often greet and chat with me. They give gifts and invite me to lunch. They help me with any problem I experience and often they will ask their friends to help me when I travel. For example, this trip to Beijing has been truly blessed. My friend and I traveled from Xiam...