When a normal school day turned into a life-or-death moment, a middle school teacher named Sarah discovered that God’s presence isn’t limited to church walls. Sometimes, He shows up right in the middle of a classroom. It was a normal Tuesday afternoon, just another busy day teaching seventh graders. The classroom was noisy, full of laughter and chatter, when suddenly one of my students, Ethan, collapsed near his desk. At first, I thought he had fainted, but when I reached him, I realized he wasn’t breathing. His face had gone pale, and he didn’t have a pulse. For a split second, panic… Read More
Children
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We are only on this earth for a short period of time, so what can we leave as a legacy for those we love? Since I’m 71 years old, that thought has been on my mind a lot more. I wanted to leave a lasting impression on my grandkids. I noticed my oldest grandson had a coach, Trey Beathard, who was trying to share his Christian beliefs with his players. I saw my grandson was taking somewhat of an interest. So that’s when the thought came to me. I decided I’d try to record the whole Bible in my voice and give it to each of my grandchildren. Not only… Read More
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After I retired, I didn’t know what to do with myself. My days felt long, and my house felt quiet in a way I wasn’t used to. Then one afternoon, a neighborhood kid knocked on my door, holding a bike with a bent wheel. “Can you fix it?” he asked. I said yes. Word got around. Soon, kids started showing up after school with bikes in worse shape than the last. Chains off, brakes shot and tires flat. I never charged them. Most of them didn’t have the money anyway. I grew up rough, no dad, and not much supervision. I remember how much it meant… Read More
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As the youngest of eight, raised modest in the Kentucky hills, we knew hard work and Scripture. When God called me into ministry, family questioned this calling due to it not being how they believed. By then, I had three children: one who loved breaking the law, one who struggled with simple tasks, and one who grew up in the shadows of sirens and special needs. Motherhood became a pulpit, educating me to trust God in storms and under the eyes of judgement, tasks I sometimes doubted I’d endure. I have felt the eyes of a legion of folks, stares of… Read More
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I came to the United States in 2018, already in my third trimester of pregnancy. The plan was only to visit for a short time and buy a few things for our baby. But the situation in Venezuela worsened quickly, and soon the embassies closed. Suddenly, we couldn’t return home. We had to ask for asylum, and it became one of the most vulnerable times of my life. Although I had visited this country before as a tourist, being forced to stay was completely different. I couldn’t even say goodbye to my family, and that pain was deep. But I could… Read More
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As a kid who lived on the streets of Uganda for almost five years, I know what it feels like to grow up in a world where love, caring, and kindness are nowhere to be found. But I was helped by the kindness of a stranger who brought me to the Lord. And wanting to change life’s path for kids that have been neglected, I have now fostered 47 children and adopted 6 kids, all as a single dad. I had a very abusive father; so abusive that I thought he would eventually kill me. This led me to run away… Read More






