When our contact suggested that we do coffee ministry in a park in downtown Morelia, we had no idea what to expect. But as we prayed, God gave us many ideas about what we could do. So, we set out with several YWAM Morelia staff members, chalk, coffee, face paint, signs that said “abrazos gratis!” (free hugs!) and our hearts …
From the Head to the Heart – What I’m Learning at Bible School
Though I hate to admit it, I have always thought that God should be more good than He actually is. This week I realized that He is as good as He could possibly be and that all along He has been more just than I could ever understand. As I read Job this week I began to see someone (who …
Simple Obedience Changes History
With stacks of blue New Testaments in hand we followed three Thai men across the asphalt parking lot. They wore button down shirts and modern day apostles. They lived life with few hesitations. They prayed for almost everyone they met, shared Christ freely, and gave generously. But at that moment I didn’t know any of this about them yet. I just knew we were handing out Bibles.
The Longing
Airports stir something deep within my heart.
There’s a longing present. A. Deep. Longing. As I’ve contemplated while sitting in lounge chairs, standing in lines, observing people going to and fro, it finally hit me as to why.
Airports draw in people from all nations, all peoples, all faiths, and all languages with the common purpose of going somewhere. And, we are all going somewhere. We’ve been invited to dine with our Papa God.
Behind Thailand’s Red Lights
As I walked down the dusty streets my mind raced. I wove my way through vendors hawking paintings of elephants, colorful bracelets, silk scarves, and carved soap. A sungtow rumbled past us, seeking someone to chauffeur to unknown destinations. We turned down an alley filled with loud shouting and the deafening thump of dance music. The colors faded from the soft glow of streetlights to bright neon strobe lights and discos. And vendors were no longer selling bracelets and soap. They were selling women.
I Was A Stranger And You Invited Me In
My gaze traveled across the weathered faces of the villagers. For a moment, my eyes connected with Pastor Nathan’s. All week, he had taken us from village to village across his home country of Papua New Guinea. He’d helped us spread this message of forgiveness. I wondered if he was weary of hearing it by now. “If you have someone …
Fatherhood
What does it mean to be a Father? I hoped to God it meant more than to Father a bright eyed family only to leave a Father-sized hole in the broken heart of a boy. A boy who just wanted to be like his dad Had suddenly added a long list of bad characteristics to an already compromised character. Are …
What happens when you forgive
My gaze traveled across the weathered faces of the villagers. For a moment, my eyes connected with Pastor Nathan’s. All week, he had taken us from village to village across his home country of Papua New Guinea. He’d helped us spread this message of forgiveness. I wondered if he was weary of hearing it by now. “If you have someone …
Hope Among the Lepers
The guide paused at a home with a white door. “Hello,” he called in the native dialect. “We’re here to pray for people. Can we pray for you?” he asked. An elderly man inside the house invited us to sit with him. He smiled as we knelt next to him on the dirt floor. Our prayers felt small in the …
Mandela Day: Make A Difference In The Lives Of Others
Tomorrow, the world celebrates Mandela Day. Nelson Mandela, a man who was imprisoned for 27 years for opposing the injustice of the Apartheid government in South Africa, emerged an ambassador of hope, reconciliation and utterly committed to giving his life for others: “What counts in life is not the mere fact that we have lived. It is what difference we …