“And the Lord said, ‘Simon, Simon. Satan has demanded permission to sift (all of you) like grain (Luke 22:31, AMP).’” On the eve of adventure; mere hours from departure, I

The other night we were sittin’ in the twilight, enjoying the first campfire of the season. We’d just biked six miles, gliding along in evening’s sun. Then Dad set fire

One, two, three, four, five. At the front of the room, five teenagers sit, waiting for their chance to speak. For 10 days, the 18 were in Kenya, land of

On a rain-lashed night, we sit, Mister and I, in a motel room, talking. They’re down here for meetings, our Canadian friends, and we are, at long last, catching up.

He’s been preachin’ on the Gospel, Pastor has, and last week’s word was, “The Gospel works.” Right here in our mess, in our world, in our hurts, the Gospel (“good

“For my God shall supply all your needs according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus (Phil. 4:19).” That’s the verse we were studying in class that day. At

It had been planned, now, for months. First came an interview, then the letter (“you’ve been accepted”), then training and fundraising and more preparation. And then, all at once, the