As Christmas is approaching, I am reminded of a story about a young girl who grew up in a very influential family, but at a young age decided to dedicate her life to Christ. This decision unfortunately for her meant choosing Christ above her family. She left home and went to the mission station through whom she met Christ. Her elder brother came looking for her and found her working in the cowshed. He was very upset and scolded her: “How can you work in a place like this? You put your family to shame!” She responded…
Eight-year-old Ayan thrashed and yanked violently against the chains his mother restrained him with. But it was futile. He couldn’t free himself from the chains that kept him inside the run-down shed made of asbestos sheets where his family squatted among 50,000 others in Bangalore, India.
It was Christmas morning. The people of Paul and Molly’s church, Harvest Bible Chapel were together for a Christmas breakfast and service. The family of God called happy greetings to one another as they enjoyed breakfast together. Laughter filled the room. Smiles were everywhere.
There is a special group of bees from the mountains of Bulgaria. Why are these bees special? Well they aren’t knitting sweaters or singing show tunes. But they are…
How much ministry can you fit into one week? Well, if you’re ITMI’s Daniel and Blueberry Machlowski in Poland…quite a bit. After their first year of marriage, you might be really surprised at what they do in a week. But, then again, if you know Daniel – maybe it’s not so surprising!
What, exactly, is a “Word Zone” meeting? We mention them quite a bit. Do you know what they are? At Gospel Joy’s Gospel Music Workshops, participants discover…
Brooke was recently a guest on the Mom Struggling Well Podcast, where she shared honestly and candidly. I’ve heard and even told these stories, but hearing Brooke’s voice tell it left my cheeks streaming with tears. You won’t be sorry you listened to this podcast.
Fifteen to twenty youth sat cross-legged on the floor of a Polish home on a Friday night. Most leaned back on whatever was behind them. A wall, a furnace, a futon. They gathered to pray, worship, learn God’s story and fellowship.
While in the children’s program at my home church, I remember a missionary from Africa coming to visit and talk with us about what it meant to be a missionary. I can’t tell you what he said or even what country he was in, but I do remember thinking, “Wow, God. That is really cool people serve you that way! I know I’ll never be able to do that, but I will do what I can from here!”
The Dangers of the River: a harsh reality The diseases found in unclean, contaminated water kill 1.8 million children every year. Because of diseased water, up to 50% of all people in poverty stricken areas along Zambezi or other rivers, suffer severe health problems. “When we go to draw water from Zambezi river, some times, […]