Nameless Faceless People
Ten Years With The Free Burma Rangers

IF THE BURMA ARMY CAUGHT HIM, THEY'D EXECUTE HIM.David Small knew this as he crouched in a ditch, bullets cracking overhead—exactly the kind of place missionaries aren't supposed to end up—more Mr. Bean than James Bond, and absolutely certain he was about to die.Again.For ten years with the Free Burma Rangers, he's slipped across borders in the dead of night. Navigated landmine fields. Ducked as jets screamed overhead dropping 500-pound bombs. Pulled wounded soldiers from rivers of blood. Watched friends die in his arms.Burma is fighting the world's longest civil war. Genocide. Ethnic cleansing. Villages burned. Millions displaced. Names erased. Faces forgotten. And almost no one's paying attention.Small embedded with resistance fighters in the jungle—Rohingya, Karen, Karenni, Kachin, Arakan—learning their languages, eating their food, becoming family. They gave him new names. Taught him how to survive. Showed him what courage actually looks like.Through blood and fear, he learned the cost of following God: Don't be led by comfort or fear.This is what happens when you say yes to God—scared, unqualified, but obedient. When love demands more than you have. When showing up matters more than being ready.Raw. Honest. Unforgettable.Read by the author and includes a sample of the Nameless Faceless People soundtrack.