"I Have No Past" by Ashley Frei Sometimes in life things happen that we do not understand. Things that we know, or think we know, should not have happened. Even some things that would not have happened if we had made a better choice. We are going to have hard times, but these hard times can be used in a beautiful way (Click here for more)
"How Great is Our God" by Conchita Whitaker
One day this past week , I decided to shower early and go down to the stream and read God's word to see what God had for me. I have felt that when I've tried for the last few days to read his Word, it's been me and he was not present. I first read a prayer a friend had written that said, “Let your living waters flow”. (Click here for more)
"Skates" by Lisa Ingle I returned to the skating rink where I always loved to skate and desired to be a better skater. Well God made sure I did just that. The owner of the rink convinced my parents to buy me this pair of skates. I started taking skating lessons and was learning how to spin and jump. Then the owner made sure I had the plates and proper wheels on my skates to improve my ability to spin and jump. This was such a gift of love.(Click here for more)
"Confessions
of a Shopaholic-A New Twist" by Jennifer Young Christmas is officially here, and the
massive shopping frenzy seems to have come a season too soon!
Frantically I peruse the Internet for a quick gift fix to avoid the
holiday shuffle. Yet I already feel impersonal, financially
overcommitted and tired from the way I have ushered in the Christmas
spirit. I ask myself—where is Jesus in all of this? (Click here for more)
"Witness for
God" by Patrik Popp When
the Russian army
occupied my country, Czechoslovakia, I ran away to Sweden so I would
not have to live under communist dictatorship again. There I had
a
friend who worked as a scientist; sometimes he took me with him to work, so I could see how they
do
experiments. When I asked why some things that
were impossible to happen and did happen, he answered
that
there is a spiritual world, and God interacting with the physical
universe. I was surprised to hear they believe in God.
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"My
Journey Through Cancer" by Pam Hess On
Monday, December 20, 1999,
I was diagnosed with cancer on the base of my tongue and also in one
lymph
node on the right side of my neck. Immediate surgery was needed,
so it was scheduled for the next week. My doctor said that
following
surgery, I would need radiation, but not chemotherapy. I felt such a sense of
relief
that I only needed radiation. I knew that I could handle
that. .(Click
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"Worlds
Apart" by Amy Johnson
I grew
up in a barely-practicing
Jewish home, where traditions were inconsistently followed and the
Bible
was never read. The only time I ever heard the name “Jesus,” was in a
long
string of curse words coming from my father’s lips. (Click
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"Elissa:
God's tiny reminder of His immense faithfulness", by Elizabeth
Witt-Reeve I used
to tell our beautiful
precious baby girl a story about a dragonfly who brought a tiny flower
princess to a land where she would know the language. It was our
special story. For our tiny flower princess was born with a
disorder
that would end her life very early. (Click
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I
Was Lost, by Aharon
I was
raised in a traditional,
yet secular Jewish family. Being Jewish to me was cultural. Hebrew
school
was like a social gathering where I learned Hebrew on the side. I got
to
take a few days off my secular school days when there were the Jewish
festivals
like Rosh Hashanah, or Yom Kippur. At age 13, I had my Bar
Mitzvah.
I did not really believe that there was a God. It wasn’t important to
me.
My gods were pleasure, sports and myself. (Click
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A
Simple Message,by Suzanne Rife
I
believed I was a “good”
person living a good life. I was strong and resourceful – what
did
I need God for? I was doing just fine on my own. (Click
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Flight
to Kuwait, by Sharon Gambrell
In March
2003, I was honored
when American Airlines called and ask if I would work a charter flight
of American troops from Frankfurt, Germany to Kuwait. This is
voluntary,
and only the most Senior flight attendants work these flights. (Click
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If
I Rise on the Wings, by Mary Black
On
September 11, 2001, we
were headed from London to Dallas. We were four hours into the
flight
when I learned about the tragedy in the United States. My
assignment
was ‘Business Class galley flight attendant’. As I was taking my
rest break, another flight attendant pulled back the curtain and woke
us
up to tell us that an American Airlines plane and a United Airlines
plane
had each flown into the World Trade Center. (Click
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One
Day in Houston, by Frank Denton
Glancing
through a list of
names and addresses compiled several years ago, I came upon one that
stirred
my memory of some remarkable friends. Whatever happened since our
paths crossed in Houston, Victoria, Dallas, and Corpus Christi?
Was
it still a good telephone number? It was. (Click
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Trusting
in Christ, by Michael Stevens
Prior to
trusting in Christ,
my purpose in life centered around self-satisfaction and an
ever-increasing
frustration of not being able to attain a purpose, whether it was with
the relationship with my wife and family, my career, or the regret of a
poor decision of educational training. In the course of fifty-two
years which encompassed several life settings, I had experienced pretty
much all life had to offer (at least I thought I had). (Click
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Broken
Wings,by Billy Miskelly
All of
us have, at one time
or another, had ‘broken wings’ – an illness or ailment that kept our
spirits
from soaring. My broken wings date back six years. It’s
ulcerative
colitis, a painful as well as embarrassing disease, which can easily
dominate
your lifestyle. Many doctors and many more medications wouldn’t
control
it. In some cases, the treatment was as bad, or worse, than the
disease.
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Passion
for God's Purpose, by Jan Gillespie
I am the
mother of five sons.
I gave birth to three and two are stepsons. My best friend tells
me that I have a “heart for boys” and that’s true. My
passion
has always been my boys. I think in some ways I even loved them more
than
I loved God. It was not a conscious decision, but the truth was
that
I was telling God, “You can have complete control of anything else in
my
life, but you can’t have my boys”. (Click
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My
Spiritual Journey, by Mary Black
In my
younger years, I lived
my life for my “self”, without real purpose…chasing after shallow and
meaningless
things. I thought the only way that I could be loveable was through my
looks, being married to a great guy and through my job as a flight
attendant.
Traveling to more and more world destinations, chalking up one after
another
would make me a more exciting person and I would finally be “Somebody”. (Click
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A
Case for Trust, by Diana Roth
For many
years, I had an intellectual
understanding that I was supposed to “be anxious for nothing, but in
everything
by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving” let my requests be made
known
to God. (Phil. 4:6) During the last year, something very
special
happened. That intellectual understanding finally became a heart
knowledge. (Click here for
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Complete Dependency on Him, by Jennifer Stein
I
remember the first credit
card I ever got. I was so happy and proud! To me, it meant
I was officially an adult and able to be trusted. It was so shiny
and I loved the way my name looked on it. It didn’t take me long
to break it in. Before long I was buying things for
my
new college apartment and eating out at nice restaurants. (Click
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Lord,
Make me a Magnet for Christ, by Jennifer Young
Committing
to Christian values
does not always warrant a perfect life or an easy road. In high
school,
things were pretty tough for me because I did not give in to the
typical
peer pressures of adolescence. Because of my faith, I was persecuted
quite
often. (Click here for more)
I
Want to go to Church, by Sandra Hammack
Recently,
our 5-year old daughter
woke us up, put on her Sunday dress, and said, "I want to go to
church."
So, the four of us dressed and plodded down that trail of perfect
church
exploration. We decided on a church one of our neighbors had
recommended.
I sat in this church, realizing early on that it is not that "perfect
fit"
we've experienced in other communities. (Click
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My
Jerusalem, by Diana Roth
If
someone were to graph my
spiritual life since the age of nine, it would look like a roller
coaster
ride, including both dangerously low dips and heart-pounding
peaks.
To my shame, consistency would not describe my overall walk with
God.
In March 2001, I reached a turning point. Having turned 40 years
old, the realization set in that my life was half over. (Click
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