Leaving it all on the Stage in Malta

Posted by on Sep 28, 2017

Leaving it all on the Stage in Malta

“There’s no one here…  the show is supposed to start in, like, 5 minutes and there’s no one here…” My friend was exaggerating.  Dozens of volunteers had been working tirelessly for several hours, and dozens more onlookers had already gathered around the concession stands around the festival grounds, but still, the small crowd that had gathered looked pretty...

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Praying for a Miracle in Malta!!

Posted by on Sep 14, 2017

Praying for a Miracle in Malta!!

As I begin to WRITE this blog, we are en route to Malta.  As you READ it, we will be preparing for this weekend’s large festival outreach. For years, we’ve been inspired by the stories of redemption from this island nation: the miraculous circumstances surrounding Paul’s shipwreck (Acts 28) and the heroic courage of the Maltese knights in the Middle Ages.  It is a nation with...

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Equipment Failure in the American Midwest

Posted by on Aug 31, 2017

Equipment Failure in the American Midwest

Um… hey Zach…” “What’s up?” I was squinting at my guitar tuner, trying to read the tiny display in the relentless glare of the August sun. “Sorry but…” my wife shook her head, “the iPad just shut down – it said the temperature was too high.” “Seriously?” I paused for the hundredth time to wipe my the sweat out of my eyes with the back of my hand, “Okay… um… lets get it under some shade or...

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The Ex-Thief that Changed an Island

Posted by on Aug 16, 2017

The Ex-Thief that Changed an Island

“I had gotten so good at stealing that I was soon one of the richest men men in the town.” “That’s incredible…” I leaned back in my chair and put my spoon onto my plate, letting it rest beside a generous portion of spicy eggs and flatbread, “You got that much money just from stealing?” Our team was sharing a late breakfast with a local pastor in the...

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Miscommunication in San Pedro

Posted by on Aug 4, 2017

Miscommunication in San Pedro

The sky was darkening quickly as the last glow of the sun faded over the high fence on my right. I heard a gull cry as it circled high above the gritty sand of the soccer stadium and dimly remembered that I had been excited this morning when someone had told me that the ocean was directly beyond the fence. But I quickly pushed the memory aside – right now I had a problem to solve. Moving...

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