Jesus was on an urgent mission. In Mark 1:38, Jesus expressed this urgency, “Let us go… to the nearby villages—so I can preach there also. That is why I have come.” Preaching the Good News was why Jesus went from village to village. Not only did he preach the Good News, he was the Good
Thank you for being the hands and feet of Jesus!” Each year, women support Women’s Ministries projects. Here are updates and thanks from the past few months. From Marybeth Nordtvedt (HELP ministry): HELP! It can be a desperate cry or a quiet word or deed of encouragement. We’ve all been on both sides of giving
Mercy is kindness or help given to people who are in a very bad or desperate situation. It is loving-kindness, grace, favor, compassion. Jesus was often moved by compassion and he asks us to be merciful. I have seen the Church extend mercy in many ways. One that has meant the most to me is
As an expressive person, I have struggled with raw emotions and what the Christian does with them. Are we less Christian for having negative and inconvenient emotions such as fear, doubt, hopelessness or despair? Is it acceptable to process emotions such as these before arriving at the peace and hopefulness we are expected to have?
Chris and Lyssa Hartley were living near Des Moines, Iowa, where he taught art, coached basketball, and oversaw the high school yearbook. He loved his job. Then a job opening in their home area brought them to DeWitt, Iowa. At this point in their lives neither of them had any significant connection to church, although
Meiwaku. It’s such an annoying word, but it carries a lot of weight in Japanese culture and everyday relationships. Meiwaku can be used to refer to anything that bothers someone else. Don’t practice the piano late at night because it might bother the neighbors. Don’t park your car on the street because it causes meiwaku to those trying to drive by
I was Joe Cool. With a newly minted provisional driver’s license in my pocket, I drove my dad’s 1974 Chevy El Camino around town—the envy, I assumed, of all my friends. One fateful summer evening, Joe Cool cruised up the driveway through the open garage door, and mistakenly hit the accelerator instead of the brake