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Living missionally, building relationships

So often, sharing our faith with a neighbor means to walk up and invite him to church. But for many, it seems church is becoming an outdated way to persuade the world.

Boldly sharing the gospel

One day we went to the house of a girl named Kelly from church.

Moving time

Through our work with Pursuit Church, we had the opportunity to serve the Namaqua Center—an organization that reaches out to grandparents or other elderly family members who are raising their grandchildren or underage kin.

Under the magnifying glass

Ever heard that people are watching closely when they know you are a Christian? That’s as true as it could be here at the amusement park where our team serves.

It feels good to be loved

It's been a busy, hectic time. Here in “the cave”—our underground apartment complex— we have added 15 GoTokyo high school-age interns.

God with us

My teammates and I worked for a week with a church planter at a PowerPlant sports camp—a ministry designed to engage students in church planting and evangelism.

Not just one type

It's a blessing to see two churches in the same town reaching two drastically different groups of people.

 

Let it rain

As sure as the rain falls, God is at work here in Venezuela—even when I cannot see it.

Opening up on open-mic night

I continued to pray God would allow me to meet one person that I could invest in while I am in Colorado. Sometimes, it seems to take forever for that kind of prayer to be answered as I wait on God’s perfect timing. But this time, he answered my prayer that very night.

Called to obey, not succeed

I remained in my seat, sulking in a sense of disbelief. Was this really happening to me? It was the day when Amanda, an intern I am serving with, and I were to walk onto the Japanese Technological Hosei University campus.

Hope for the hopeless

This summer, I am serving at a place called “Hope.” Actually, the clinic is called Nireekshana, but I asked a woman who worked there what it meant.

A Time to Dance

 The first night of my two-month stay here in Venezuela, I was introduced to an unconventional mode of evangelism that is effectively reaching Venezuelan youth—a breakdancing team called Yeshua.

Different way of thinking

Colorado has a completely different atmosphere than Texas—and I’m not just talking about the cooler weather. 

To all the world—in Fort Worth

CampbellShedding my shoes at the door I enter the small, simple room greeted by a wide, toothy grin. “Welcome,” says the elderly Iraqi man, proudly using one of about 10 English words now in his vocabulary.

Just One

Just one. Those two words have been in the back, and sometimes at the forefront, of all my thoughts since I have been in Fort Collins, Colo.
 
 
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