They stopped fighting. They prayed. And then, something exciting happened.
Six thousand people gathered in the Civic Auditorium in Grand Rapids, Michigan in September of 1947. Those six thousand witnessed the beginning of something huge as the 28-year-old evangelist took the stage. They saw…
Poland’s Album of the Year award was presented by the “Christian Music Community of Poland” to our very own Gospel Joy Choir for their latest album, “Fill My Cup” last week! Gospel Joy’s victory comes…
They came from all over the city of Lodz, (pronounced “whoosh”) Poland. The elderly. The homeless. The lonely. All in one place on Christmas Eve.
Confusion, fear, uncertainty swirled inside little Kamil’s four-year-old heart and mind. Why was this happening? Where was he going? How long would he be gone? In hindsight, it was best that Kamil didn’t know the answers to these questions.
Leszek shares, “I am in awe, pondering upon the powerful thought…”
“We all can see Kamil’s better behavior and you also take credit for it,” was the incoming text received by ITMI’s Jim La Rose. The text message was from the Director of the group home, or Dom Dziecka, for children in care of the Polish state near Jim’s home. Jim has visited the home at least once a week for years now, helping with homework, building relationships and investing in the young, marginalized lives of the residents there.
Twelve-year-old Kamil (name changed for his protection) wore an expression that was odd for a boy leaving the hospital. His face should have been happy. He was going home after having tubes put in his ears. The tubes would have relieved much of the intense inner ear pain the boy had experienced. He should be smiling. But Kamil’s face was more sad than anything else.
During WW2 Singapore City was about to face a siege by the Japanese. General Yamamoto delivered a note saying, “In the interests of chivalry we invite you to surrender.” Lance Percival fell for it and surrendered despite outnumbering the Japanese 4 to 1.
The first days of summer camp 2017 were rough. It was early August. Instead of the normal anticipation and excitement that should have shrouded the beginning of the week, a cloud of negativity hung over the camp like smog.