It was a terribly hot day in South Sudan, and I was thirsty. So was Shauna, and the rest of our village. In fact, our thirst paled in comparison to theirs, because we at least had some water. It was bee-ridden by that point, with the bees flocking to the only water they could find, but we at least ...
It’s a striking thing to me that our lives are based on what happened two thousand years ago. One event, culminating in a myriad of other events, has wrecked us today. We have staked all we have on that event, and that story. Our very eternity has been altered because of it. Yet what is so ...
One thing about conversations with four-year-olds is that you never know how they will go. They are generally guaranteed to be interesting, and likely amusing. I’ve found this particularly to be the case regarding prayer, at least with our son, Timothy. Timothy has no clue of what ...
It was 8 am last Saturday morning, and the crowd was gathering. It was moving day at the Swann home and our Hope family was coming out. Shortly there were men and women everywhere, moving and cleaning and blessing us in every way. By noon the work was done, with the world’s greatest moving ...
