By Jeff Goins, Editor Introduction: About six months ago, I moved to Nashville. I spent all of my savings on a 1990 Buick Century. To make ends meet, I had to get rid of some things. I sold my coin collection. I collected old money for most of my youth, so it was a little … Continue reading Lucky $2 Bill, Part I
By Stephanie Fisk The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is upon me, because the Lord has appointed me to bring good news to the poor. He has sent me to comfort the brokenhearted and to announce that captives will be released and prisoners will be freed (Isaiah 61:1) Lying in bed, I reflect back on … Continue reading All in a Day’s Work
By Jeff Goins, Editor Every war has an end. I’ve only seen pictures of Woodstock. I’ve heard stories of the Jesus People movement in the 1970s. And now, I am camping with over 3000 of my peers gathered in a field in middle Tennessee for the sake of peace. To my left is Otter Creek … Continue reading Displace Me: My Night As An Invisible Child
By Stephanie Fisk Real love hurts. Incarnational ministry is “uncomfortable.” Serving is a lifestyle. So, if loving is serving and living where you are serving is loving – is it always going to hurt and be uncomfortable? Maybe? Maybe not? Does it need to hurt and be uncomfortable to be a sacrifice? Jesus was a … Continue reading Our Neighbor
By Anne Walcott The angel of the Lord said to the women, “Do no be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here, He is risen, just as He said. Come and see the place where he lay. Matthew28:5-6 After four months of traveling from country … Continue reading Discovering an Empty Tomb
By Kristen McMullen I see a statue so tall the only part of it I can make out are the ankles and feet. Looking closer, I realize this is no statue; this is the one true Almighty God. His very throne, and He sits upon it. When I grasp what Im seeing I start running … Continue reading A Vision, Part I
By Kristen Mcmullen Part II continued from Part I. This is impossible! I screamed. I felt so helpless that I cried. In our selfishness, were running for You Lord, and stepping on the lost to get there! Some of us are so stuck we beckon You to us, and fight amongst ourselves to prove ours … Continue reading A Vision, Part II
By Chris Reed In our young minds, the mile-long path down the cliffs between the campsite and the shore was much too far to walk. There had to be a quicker way, so my brother and I set out to find it. In truth, it would have taken less than twenty minutes to hike the … Continue reading Life on the Edge
By Stephanie Fisk Part II continued from Part I. Faces peer over the precipice. They are puzzled to see two gringos approaching their house from the dump. This definitely doesn’t happen everyday. Though they are a bit confused and amazed, they are hungry to learn and eager to accept. I take my last step, take a … Continue reading Getting My Hands Dirty, Part II
By Stephanie Fisk Karle grabs my hand and leads me to the edge of her yard. It’s getting dark, and we need to get back to the church while there is still daylight. With no reservations, we start our trek down to the depths of the dump. Carlos, her younger cousin, follows closely on my … Continue reading Getting My Hands Dirty, Part I