A Nobleman and an Orphan

Once upon a time there was a nobleman, born to privilege and elevated by the king above all other officials. Not only was the nobleman honored, he believed he was worthy of honor. So when one man refused to bow before him, the nobleman became enraged. Consumed with...

Endings and Beginnings

This is a guest post from Olivia Puccini, a missionary serving in Estonia. This morning I found myself awake and restless at 5 am. I laid there for a few minutes, tried to shift position off of my very sun burnt arm, listened to Oliver’s deep breathing (yes, he had...

The Master Designer

I stand beneath an ancient, painted arch in China. Faded, graceful lines are the only reminders of a painted scene from a simpler day. Wind, rain, heat, admirers–with each touch a bit of beauty has departed. Worn and weathered, the painting barely echoes its...

Too Many Friends?

I’m a sucker for social media. I like knowing what’s up with my friends on an hour-by-hour basis. I like keeping tabs on those I don’t have the luxury of seeing often. The best usage of Facebook I’ve ever seen was a prayer chain initiated...

A Portrait of God

To the watching world, our lives paint a portrait of God. Our responses to times of darkness and light are like paintbrushes sweeping across the canvas of life, leaving impressions of the God we call Savior. Through our actions and attitudes seekers gather information...