So often, ministry involves seed planting in faith. Very often we do not get to see the fruit of the seeds until years, decades or generations later. But sometimes a blossom of Kingdom growth surfaces in something as simple as a summer baseball camp … Good Morning, I am writing to simply say thank you!

His name is Isaac. He snuck out of the house late last night to meet his friend for tea, and now he is silently climbing back into his room before the sun rises. He had seen the town slowly begin to awaken on his walk back, but his mind had been otherwise engaged in deep

The locker door slammed shut as he walked toward the team room, his hair still dripping from his shower. It had been a hot day, and the game had gone long. But Chris’ heart beat with anticipation at what awaited him and his team. This would be like no other team meeting before! Last summer,

The echoes of the prayers of the saints had been ringing in his mind and heart as he walked the long dark path home to his wife and eight children: prayers for revival in their war-torn land; cries to God for perseverance for all they had already endured. His mind had wandered back to that