Around the World in 80 Hours… Well, Not Quite

I just traveled around the world in 80 hours, well actually three days, but 80 hours is 3.33333 days and it made for a catchy post title I thought.

I left early Tuesday morning for a ministry conference near Toronto, Ontario. Let’s see who I met that helped me travel the world. I often had something I could share about knowing Jesus. Continue reading Around the World in 80 Hours… Well, Not Quite

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Remembering Black Hawk Down

October 3rd marked the 20th anniversary of the battle in Mogadishu, Somalia, which is chronicled in the best-selling book and movie, Black Hawk Down. U.S. Army Best Ranger Jeff Struecker survived the intense combat, returning last March to film a documentary. He had turned down many film offers, until this one, working with Cru staff member and video producer, Mary Beth Minnis. Continue reading “Remembering Black Hawk Down”

Have You Yelled at Other Drivers?

bumpers 650x350The light turned green, but someone ran their red light, turning left, just a few feet from my bumper! Fortunately, I was alert and hadn’t moved, or we would’ve collided. Then, I did what most motorists do, exclaiming out loud about how stupid this driver was. Immediately, the Holy Spirit brought a verse to my mind (see notes) that cut my tirade short Continue reading “Have You Yelled at Other Drivers?”

Destroying Speculations

The Sower by Vincent Van Gogh

“Sorry,” Raquel apologized for her rumbling tummy. “I didn’t eat breakfast.”

“You know better,” I teased.

Raquel, a nurse, was screening me before I could donate blood.

“My daughter dawdles in the morning so I can’t get her ready and have time for breakfast, too,” she explained.

We chatted some more and then I gave her a “Good News” comic book for her daughter, knowing people always appreciate if we show interest in them or their children. I also gave her “Would You Like To Know God Personally” later, thinking our conversation was ending. Continue reading “Destroying Speculations”

A Barber’s Faithful Witness

Gettysburg Statue 2006

Today marks the sesquicentennial of the Battle of Gettysburg.

A friend sent me a link to a tract written by a Jewish doctor who attended the wounded and dying of that battle which raged from July 1 to July 3, 1863. It’s a very long tract, but fascinating.  The following is an excerpt from Charlie Coulson, the Drummer Boy by Dr. Max L. Rossvally, a surgeon in the United States Army. In the first part of the tract, Charlie Coulson shares his faith with the doctor as he dies from his wounds at Gettysburg.  The story continues:

For ten long years [after Gettysburg] I fought against Christ with all the hatred of an orthodox Jew until God in His mercy brought me in contact with a Christian barber, who proved himself a second instrument in my conversion to God.

At the close of the American war I was detailed as inspecting surgeon, and to take charge of the military hospital in Galveston, Texas. Returning one day from an inspecting tour, and on my way to Washington, I stopped to rest a few hours at New York. After dinner I stepped downstairs to the barber’s shop (which is attached to every hotel of note in the United States). On entering the room I was surprised to see hung around the room sixteen beautifully framed Scripture texts in different colors. Sitting down in one of the barber’s chairs I saw directly opposite to me, hanging up in a frame on the wall, this notice:

“PLEASE DO NOT SWEAR IN THIS ROOM.”

No sooner had the barber put the brush to my face than he began also to talk to me about Jesus. Continue reading “A Barber’s Faithful Witness”

A Kazakh Cabbie (Guest Post)

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Today I decided that perhaps the greatest lessons about God are learned in the taxi-cabs of life. This afternoon is a good example. Jaks, the Kazakh cabbie, started out having to turn back to the taxi stand because he didn’t know where to go. Once we got going I shared with him that I’d been in Kazakhstan before as a missionary, which opened the door for him to share his Muslim faith with me. And I don’t mean just casually. The kid was passionate! Despite his broken English he definitely got his point across. In fact, at one point in the 20 minute ride, he handed me his personal phone so I could watch a Muslim leader of some kind challenge a Bible-believing minister. Continue reading “A Kazakh Cabbie (Guest Post)”