Highlights

Some Saturdays you show up to serve — and you leave changed. That's exactly what happened when the OBN family rolled up our sleeves at Feed My Starving Children.

Around long steel tables we formed assembly lines, scooping rice, soy, dried vegetables, and vitamins into bags, sealing them, and packing them into boxes. Every bag we filled was a meal. Every meal was a prayer with a destination — a child somewhere in the world who would go to bed full instead of hungry.

There was laughter. There was worship playing in the background. There were hands of every age moving together for one purpose. For a few hours, the distance between us and a hungry child on the other side of the planet shrank down to a scoop, a seal, and a quiet “God bless this food.”

We came to give a morning. We left reminded that the Gospel has hands — and that loving our neighbor sometimes looks like a cardboard box of meals headed for the nations.

In February 2025, the OBN team packed up and headed to the Gaylord Texan near Fort Worth for the National Religious Broadcasters Convention — and walked into a room full of people who carry the very same calling we do.

For a few days we sat under teaching, walked exhibit halls buzzing with ministries and media-makers, and traded stories with broadcasters from around the world. There's something steadying about realizing you're not building alone — that across countless screens and signals, a whole family of believers is working to get the Gospel out.

We came home with new friendships, fresh ideas, and a deeper conviction about why OBN exists. It's part of why we're a proud member of the NRB today — an association of Christian communicators devoted to the same Great Commission.

The convention reminded us of a simple truth: the message is ancient, but the mission to carry it is shared — and it's bigger than any one of us.