The Bowler

… I quickly found out that this near-sixty Southern gentleman attended a church near ours.

“It’s gotten too big, though,” he admitted. “I feel like a number.”

“Do you have a small group you can go to?”

“Oh, I bowl professionally every other Sunday so we have extra income for things we want to buy,” he excused himself. “My wife says I need to get my priorities straight.” He went on to explain how his bowling schedule would be busier in December.

“You must be very good.”

“I am,” he beamed.

Chuck went on with his inspection and I prayed for God’s guidance. I immediately sensed that I should give him a copy of Randy Alcorn’s The Treasure Principle. I had several copies in the house for gift-giving to specific people. I didn’t believe and didn’t act on that impression. . . Continue reading The Bowler

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One Way to Feed the Hungry

I’m not a shopper. However, I DO like to share my faith with people I encounter, so when I reluctantly had to make a shopping trip a few weeks ago, I still looked forward to going because I never know who I might get to talk to. I had a fun conversation with the check-out clerk, which I’ll save for another post, and was driving out of the parking lot, ready to get home and back to my list of projects planned for a very busy day. I was fifth in a line of cars, waiting to turn out of … Continue reading One Way to Feed the Hungry

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A Light in Jerusalem

Labib was running late… “May I see your identification?” An Israeli soldier barred his way…
“Stand against the wall,” the soldier ordered, indicating with a nod of his head that he should line up with several other Palestinians and wait…
“May I say something to you?” he said in passable Hebrew to the soldier who was poring over several sets of papers. “I am a Christian… What I mean is that I am a believer in Jesus Christ, not just a Christian by religion only. Do you know about Jesus Christ? I will tell you about Him!” And so Labib began to tell the story of his Lord.
… While most Palestinians dreaded these inevitable checkpoints that severely restricted their mobility, Labib had come to enjoy the encounters. And he knew the freedom he experienced at these moments was something worth sharing with fellow Palestinians.

Excerpt from Light Force by Brother Andrew Continue reading A Light in Jerusalem

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What’s Twelve Cents Worth?

The sun had set. We were ready to be home after a great out-of-state trip. As we exited the turnpike, a work crew was repairing the toll booth that we usually breeze through with our transponder. So, Mike quickly turned into the exact-change lane behind two cars. We soon realized nothing was happening. The car in the booth area simply sat, the toll gate barring the way. No arm reached out the window to toss coins in the basket. After more than five minutes sitting and wondering what was going on, I decided to find out. I got two tracts … Continue reading What’s Twelve Cents Worth?

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Ginger Snaps

“Ginger snaps! They’re my favorite cookie!” Isaac exclaimed. “I don’t know, though… If I had to choose between sugar cookies and ginger snaps…” Edward and Isaac had just started labeling and loading my son’s boxes into their moving van. Since I knew they were coming, I made the cookies the day before and invited them to have some when they were through loading the truck. When we gathered around my kitchen table, I put some cookies in a Ziploc bag, handing them each a bag, a napkin, and a tract, The Passage. “This booklet talks about freedom in Christ,” I … Continue reading Ginger Snaps

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