Finding Our Voices

By Mariah Secrest The world needs a lot of things, more than we can seem to give. But sometimes we underestimate our power to, as Sara Groves puts it, “add to the beauty.” The world needs a voice. Hungry kids need a voice to present their problem to the world. Abused teenagers need a voice … Continue reading Finding Our Voices

A Solitary Experience

By Katie Mumper From England. Yesterday morning, I was challenged to spend three hours in silence and solitude with God. During that time I reflected on a number of Scripture passages, taking time to truly meditate on each of them. But the most rewarding part of this time was when I sat and just listened … Continue reading A Solitary Experience

Thanks to the Communists

By Stephanie Fisk “I am thankful that I experienced the communist regime (Khmer Rouge). Without those 4 years of extreme hardship and suffering, I wouldn’t be the person I am today.” -Pastor Keat Pastor Keat was 17 years old when he had to flee Phnom Penh with his parents, brothers and grandmother. His family threw … Continue reading Thanks to the Communists

Poverty of the Mall

By Christine Young Today, western culture disgusted me. I went to Tysons Corners, an upscale mall in Washington D.C. With limited time given to each person to live out this life and limited resources to use to the best of our ability western civilization created the MALL – the ultimate trap for us to waste … Continue reading Poverty of the Mall

Twenty-One

By Brian Alonzo I was twenty-one, I think. How did you feel as you watched me scrape my knees? What did you think as I cried out for help? When did you move as my life began to fall? I was twenty-one, Right? You must remember. It was the night at the hockey game. I … Continue reading Twenty-One

Beggars at the Feast

By Cameron Cary From Cambodia. Though in many ways still underdeveloped, Phnom Penh is a bustling city with many opportunities to experience the history, sight-see, shop, and enjoy the culture. Cars, tuk tuks, and motos alike crowd the dirty streets, with no sense of traffic direction and a constant honking of horns. On a day … Continue reading Beggars at the Feast