


The 5 blessings of persecution
Voices raised in song, hands clapping, the drum beating. I was kneeling on the ground, worshipping with my brothers and sisters in Christ in a language I barely knew. I was living in a country where Christianity wasn’t always welcome, but these men and women were...
Prayer that leaves a mark
“We had a small room over the kitchen, an attic,” Won explained. “After 27 years of kneeling, there are grooves in the floor to mark the place I have prayed.” Won’s wrinkled skin hangs loosely over her frail bones. Weak from age and weary from a hard life in North...
What’s your most precious belonging?
If my apartment were on fire and I could save only one belonging, I wouldn’t grab my Bible. I would grab the Martin OM-21 guitar my father recently handed down to me. It’s irreplaceable … not because it’s one-of-a-kind. They made hundreds if not thousands of that...