The World Changers…

Posted by on May 15, 2013

The World Changers…

“So… what are we supposed to say again?” the normally confident young man gestured uneasily with the handful of photocopied flyers that he was gripping in one hand, “We just walk up and…. like, what should we say?” White Ribbon Day was in the middle of our Spring Outreach – I was standing on the cracked concrete walkway directly in front of an apartment block in one of Nashville’s...

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The Unfathomable Mercy of God

Posted by on Apr 18, 2013

The Unfathomable Mercy of God

Our Desperate Need of Mercy: I stepped off of the stage and shouldered my way through the crowd towards the young man.  Sporting a somewhat unkempt beard, longish hair, and thrift-store jacket, he looked like he would have fit in easily at one of Nashville’s hipster coffee-shops, minus the collection of roughly drawn throat and neck tattoos and the rough, chapped skin of his face and hands.  The...

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Jesus Loves the Outcasts – Jamaica Outreach 2013

Posted by on Apr 5, 2013

Jesus Loves the Outcasts – Jamaica Outreach 2013

God loves the outcasts… The boy glanced quickly up at me and then immediately stared back down at the freshly polished tile floor.  Ignoring my outstretched hands, he focused his attention intently on the tattered piece of string that he was playing with and trotted away into a corner.  I sighed and dropped heavily into a white plastic chair in the middle of the Jamaican orphanage, breathing in...

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Road Confessions and Vision for the Future

Posted by on Apr 4, 2013

Road confessions and vision for the future…  Sitting in the back of our white twelve passenger van at approximately the midway point of our three day, twenty-something hour return trip from the West Coast to our home base in Iowa a few days ago, I found myself fighting the urge to just sigh and wish we were home already.  The combined East Coast and West Coast legs of our White Ribbon Day...

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God of the Broken

Posted by on Mar 16, 2013

The longer I live, the more convinced I become that God really is the God of the broken.  I’m not sure how it happens so easily, but it seems that so often when everything seems to be going smoothly, and we haven’t done anything really stupid in the last few days, we quickly forget how desperately in need of forgiveness we are, and how little we deserve it. The thing is, though, that Jesus...

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