Our eyes revealed a sight even more impressive than the rain’s previous advance: the wall of rain had stopped at the edge of the lake, merely fifty feet from our position. We laughed and praised God, and the water receded, dissipating.
The end of my trip has finally arrived. In two weeks, I will again step out onto American ground. I have pictured…
The key ingredient to a disciple’s growth isn’t our methods, earnestness, or skill. The key is his hunger. We can follow every other guideline for successfully facilitating someone’s growth in God, but if he doesn’t have an inner desire to grow, it will just be futile.
“Do you guys have any questions?” We sat in silence for ten or fifteen seconds, and then one girl in the front row raised her hand. “If he was God, why didn’t Jesus save himself from dying?”
I turned to say goodbye to my last friend and leave. Of course, with wide eyes looking ready to tear up, he said, “Okay, you guys are going to get food?” At that point, I figured one more wouldn’t hurt. “Yeah, wanna come along?” His face immediately turned to excitement. “Yeah!”
Crouched patiently in a bathroom stall, I peered through the crack in the door as I waited for my target to arrive.
People were offering incense sacrifices, praying to statues, and placing money at the statues’ feet. Some of the incense sticks were
One-by-one, the guides attached our harnesses to the cable, and we jumped off toward the next tree…
One of the most interesting things we found was a restaurant twenty-eight floors from ground level. The only access to it was an…
I asked God to calm my emotions and give me a pure heart. Like always, He came through. It turned into one of the most real and personal worship times I’ve had here or anywhere else.
