Yesterday and today I am praying for Afghanistan. In this country, there are 48 languages. Only one language has an interpretation of the entire Bible; another has only the New Testament; and seven have random parts interpreted. OUT OF 48. Can you imagine it? I don’t even flinch when I pick up my Bible. I expect that I have it waiting and I can read it any time I choose. It still stuns me that there are people around the world who can’t even read the Scriptures in their own language. Lord, raise up more translators. May your glory be known through Your Word as it reaches more and more people every day.