Faith Journey, Continued (East Africa pt. 6)

“I’ve never seen hunger for the Word like this before,” I told Samuel, recalling our encounter with the warriors gathered under the thorny shade tree. Off the beaten path, off the grid, and quite off the map, this tribe were as eager and open as children to hear this “Good News,” and I believe that’s just what is required to enter this Kingdom of God. Jesus instructs his disciples for[…]

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Faith Journey (East Africa pt. 5)

Imagine going off the edge of the map with no money, no extra clothes, and no plan except listening to and following Holy Spirit. Then imagine Him putting together the most amazing cultural experience of your life. That’s a faith journey. In Luke 9 and 10, we find Jesus sending out his disciples in a way like never before. “He told them: ‘Take nothing for the journey—no staff, no bag,[…]

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The Wrestle and the Gaze (East Africa pt. 3)

Living overseas has a way of making you quit pretending… …and, honestly, I’ve been struggling with my faith for several years. What follows is like a journal entry about wrestling with my faith as well as the sweet way the Father is meeting me where I am. Over the past several years, living in Atlanta, I’ve been exposed to more people from different cultures and different belief systems than most[…]

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The Real Spirit of Christmas

Tomorrow marks my first Christmas spent an ocean away from my family. I miss them, and they miss me. Even so, in this season of life, I’m learning the truest expression of the spirit of Christmas. There are many things I won’t get this Christmas. There won’t be any of my grandmother’s dressing, and Bing Crosby won’t be crooning over the house intercom. I won’t be playing Catch Phrase with[…]

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Wake Up Call (East Africa pt. 1)

I was awoken this morning by the howling of roosters all over town. Did I mention the walls have absolutely no sound proofing here? With four concrete walls and a concrete floor, no alarm clock is needed. Amidst the din of rooster calls, I faintly discerned a man’s voice over a loudspeaker in the distance. A little after 5, I heard the Muslim call to prayer at the large mosque[…]

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