My heart is heavy for my country, the place I call home. I’ve often wondered, where do I fit in? Am I wanted here?!?
Do I even belong? I’ve been plagued by these questions for most of my life.

Jose* was granted asylum in the U.S. after fleeing from Central America. When he first arrived at the local World Relief office in Spokane he was homeless, jobless and struggling to process past trauma and the reasons for leaving his home behind.

Josef and Moses* are two young professionals who lived in a small African nation. They worked in government until a change in political leadership put a brutal new leader in power.

Annette* is a 57-year-old woman who came to America seeking asylum. When she arrived in the U.S. she was able to find a job, but her employer took advantage of her.

Pastoring and planting churches can be difficult no matter where in the world you live. For Marty, a pastor and church planter in rural Kenya who also runs a non-profit focused on women’s rights, this proved to be true when his ministry became the target for violence and hostility.

America is facing an identity crisis. It’s a crisis that threatens to undermine an identity painstakingly forged over hundreds of years — years during which America became a haven of hope for those seeking a safer, more promising place to build a future.