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Part 1 – The Problem

POP. POP. POP. The rattle of gunshots erupted in the still night air. Here in West Garfield Park, Chicago, gun fire is a daily occurrence, but these shots were close. They sounded as if they are right outside. It was slightly past 2am and Curtis Thompson had just arrived home after a full day of working, mentoring, and ministering. This was home now. At the end of 2007, Michelle and Curtis had made the leap to put down roots into the most violent community in ChicagoRead more

The Saddest Sight

I see it every day, here in Honduras and in the United States; one of the saddest sights known to man: the joyless Christian. Sometimes they are hard to spot since they look and act like most people. They wear a determined look, except perhaps on Sunday, and they gallop more than walk, determined to let nothing stand in the way of their next appointment. What makes these men and women so sad? What if there was another way.Read more

A Debit Card Faith

They had been at sea for 34 days. The constant southern sun beat against the crew as the endless ocean stretched out before them. “Three more days and no more,” that had been the decree of the crew, their bodies and eyes weathered by disappointment and false hope. Now it had reached critical mass. Either find land or turn back. Here in the darkness of uncertainty, despair, and unfulfilled hopes the Admiral reach back to gather strength from a history of faithfulness.Read more
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The Joy of the Cross

The other day, as Jessica and I sat in the clinic with IV’s in our arms, I was reflecting on the Christian life. It easy to be joyful in the air-conditioned cockpit of a Honda, but what does the true joy of a Christian look like?Read more