My hands were sweating, and my heart was beating with that heavy, shake-inducing kind of rhythm that I normally only got when looking down from precarious heights. I trembled a tiny bit when handing the woman a small pamphlet about faith. I looked at her, gathered my courage and asked “Would you like to talk with me about Jesus?” She …
I recently spoke to a group of college students on the topic of divorce. I asked the students, “How many of you have personally been affected or know someone who has been affected by divorce?” The response was mind-blowing. I vividly remember watching the room fill with hands raised high. Each hand represented a story. A story of a covenant …
“Why don’t you come back and do second year?” I will never forget sitting in that chair, scrambling for excuses. It had been two long and difficult years since I finished my first year at the Bible Institute. I was back on campus visiting some friends that had recently become interns at Word of Life. One of whom just …
