As I walk down the crowded hallway of the children’s Sunday School wing of our church, I remember my friends serving far away, who do not have the privilege of attending church services kids-free. Their small fellowship does not have a nursery or childcare, and so their children must learn to sit as still as

Our team was tired from a day of ministry and we were stepping onto our final train that would take us to the train station by our base – almost home! We crowded into the train and waited for the doors to shut as more people filed in, but the doors stayed open and the

To go or not to go, that was the question in the Arizona high school boy’s mind as he slipped his backpack on and strolled down the hall. To his surprise, a stream of students flowed past him into the classroom. I already know God, I don’t really need to go, he tried to convince

Dust and Life Dry, dusty boxes, caked with age and care, were slowly being opened and sorted in the musty attic above our grandfather’s kitchen. Memories were laden in this place. Grandfather pulled an old black book from one, and a smile spread across his wrinkled face. He handed it to me, saying, “I wonder

“We missed you at the meeting.” She squinted slightly and adjusted her glasses. Her co-worker replied with surprising confidence, “Yes, we were sad to miss. But, well, guess what! My wife and I were both sick, but then we prayed and we are completely better!” A puzzled look crossed the woman’s face. She let the