I still carry a brown comb in my pocket that I received in an Operation Christmas Child gift box when I was 11. It’s more than just a practical help, it reassures me of God’s faithfulness every time I look at it.
It is a reminder that God knows my needs, even the little things—and that brings me joy.
I experienced heartbreaking loss early in life. My father died when I was 5. Not long afterward, my mother left me with my grandma, and I didn’t see my mother again for years…
Hello, my name is Bokjin Kim, and I lead a volunteer group called “Global Kimy’s…
Pastor Jacob pushes his motorcycle, weighed down with boxes, along a steep and narrow mud…
Hello, my name is Hyunseok Oh. My wife and I are both hearing impaired, and…
Every year, OCC gift boxes share "Good News, Great Joy" to millions of children around…
Aunt Ilsa is much loved by her village nestled in the mountains of Central Asia.…
Rengesuul Yobech sat in the shade of a spacious open-air gymnasium at Peleliu Elementary School…
I grew up in the Middle East with four siblings and my parents, who worked…
I still carry a brown comb in my pocket that I received in an Operation…
The small island of Enubirr has no electrical power and no airport. Located in the…
“There are still places around the world where the name of Jesus has never been heard.
That’s why we continue to take the Gospel to the ends of the earth through OCC gift boxes.”
“There are still places around the world where the name of Jesus has never been heard. That’s why we continue to take the Gospel to the ends of the earth through OCC gift boxes.”
