I woke up yesterday. And I pray I don’t fall back to sleep… lulled by the unending cries of bills and to-do lists that disguise the prosperity and blessing of the loving middle-class American family that I was born into. /// Why was I born into this? What did I do before I was born …
This girl was not born with this deformity It started with a mouth ulcer, and then reached out to devour and distort and destroy her beautiful face. / 140,000 children – mostly in sub-Saharan Africa – catch it each year. And 80-90% of them will die, because it does not usually stop until it has destroyed …
“You say, ‘I am rich; I have acquired wealth and do not need a thing.’ But you do not realize that you are wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked. I counsel you to buy from me gold refined in the fire, so you can become rich; and white clothes to wear, so you can cover …
It’s time for another Compassion Bloggers trip! For those of you who haven’t followed here long or who may have forgotten, a couple of times a year, Compassion International hosts a bloggers trip. This means that Shaun Groves (yes, the singer… he works for Compassion) brings six (or so) regular, ordinary people (who happen to …
As this month of Thanksgiving winds to a close, and we head into the Christmas season (with all its joys and stress and celebration and depression, depending on who you are)… I’ve had it on my heart to share a reminder of what really matters. You see, most of us have a tendency to get …
More from the Compassion Bloggers trip to the Philippines… You know what I think blesses and benefits me most as I follow along with these Compassion Blogger trips? It’s the clarity I gain in my spiritual vision. It’s the dividing line between what is really blessing and what isn’t always. It’s the finger of God …
I’m not posting much today. Just a video and a question. The question is this. Have you ever been thankful because the fish swimming through your flooded home provided the meal you needed that day?
This is a post by Emily at Chatting at the Sky… A House made by compassion… I kept my hotel key in my pocket all day today. At first it wasn’t on purpose, just a convenient place to keep it after eating breakfast. Later, as we sat listening to the children sing at the Child …
I’m one of the artistic type of people. I love to make things beautiful…with fabric…with a piano or keyboard-that-places-an-orchestra-at-my-fingertips…with words…with a mouse and screen and vectors and colors…with website coding. But so often, I wonder how God can really use art. It often seems so very unpractical and unnecessary in the grander scheme of things…even …
One morning, a couple of weeks ago, a beautiful and difficult gift was waiting for me on the Compassion blog. It’s just a bit of a story…a glimpse into the life of a boy a world away. But these little glimpses do something to me. They make me look at my life and my day …