A sense of wonder is a pretty good sign of spiritual well-being. Having a childlike heart is essential to seeing things as they really are. Jesus said that unless we turn-that is, have a change of heart, think differently or change our minds- and become like little children, we cannot enter the Kingdom of Heaven. … Continue reading On Being Childlike
"By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes" -William Shakespeare, Macbeth. "See? I told you having a lion on our side wasn't such a bad idea." -Timon, The Lion King. This is another story about an encounter with voodoo and the darkness it brings. Before I dive in, I want to clear something up: … Continue reading The Balrog: Part 13
In 2016, Lori and I took a team over to Kenya. We stayed in an old Catholic Convent run by nuns. One of the nuns we met is Sister Julian. She was absolutely radiant, every single day. She took a shine to us, and we took a shine to her. Shine is the operative word for … Continue reading Sister Julian
Sometimes, Heaven preempts our dreams. Every night, our brain has its regularly scheduled programs of collating and house cleaning. Occasionally, the Lord interrupts so He can reveal things to us our conscious mind might never receive. There are many examples of this in the Bible. It's a wonderful mystery, but I know it's true. … Continue reading It’s All True
We brought home a little black pup when I was 4 years old. It was a cold rainy day, and I remember the warm, sweet smell of that puppy in my arms. In a world where boys and their dogs ran free, that black pup became my constant companion. I called him Arfus, and he … Continue reading A Dog Named Arfus
I prayed for deaf boy in Nicaragua one time and nothing happened. Here's the story: I went to Nicaragua in 1999, and we were in a church one Sunday morning in Managua. The time came for our team to pray for people. A boy who had been born deaf was there, so I made a … Continue reading Healing Story #4
There are times the atmosphere of Heaven is so strong that people get healed without anyone actually touching them or praying for them. Our friends Bill and Linda Campbell have a ministry in Uganda. Their mission base is filled with the sound of young people singing for joy to the Lord, and on our first … Continue reading Healing Story #3
This is another short, sweet healing story. In 2008 Lori and I were living above our coffee shop in El Dorado Kansas. One evening in the apartment, we were hanging out with our son Paul, his wife Chelsea, and their friends, Levi and Robert. Levi's sense of smell had never been right, and that affected his … Continue reading Healing Story #2
I started cussing when I worked on Zietz's farm. Up until then, I had maybe said the word hell one time. My father was quite fluent in profanity. My mother cast a long, righteous shadow that kept me on track. Picking rocks on Zietz's farm was where things went off the rails. Zietz's farm is a … Continue reading Life on the Farm
The first time I saw someone healed-like, right in front of my eyes-was in 1996. Have you ever seen a father showing his little boy how to swing a baseball bat? He'll stand close behind him, reach around him, and get his hands on the bat too. Someone will lob a few slow pitches, and … Continue reading Stepping Up
My Granddad had a big yellow tomcat. Sam was famous for having sired many a litter of yellow farm cats, but he was most famous for being the cat that attacked dogs. Sam learned at an early age to not only stand his ground around dogs, but to actually attack them if they wandered into the yard. … Continue reading The Cat Dogs Feared
