At various times over the past few years, my heart has burned to do pioneer missions—to break into an unreached people group in Papua New Guinea or Africa or South America (or anywhere else), learn the language, cross the culture, preach the Gospel, translate the Bible, plant a church, train leaders, and leave an indigenous … More Pioneer Missions
My, Father, what a work You have done in my little brother Greg. Perhaps we will live and minister and die together in a far-off land reaching the unreached. That would have been unimaginable just two years back. He is so alive now. Alive from the dead. “Our chains fell off, our heart was free, we rose, … More My Little Brother Greg
I watched “The Day After Tomorrow” with my father-in-law today. Something stuck out to me: There is a noticeable and heavy and seemingly inherent respect that resides in the human heart for those who put themselves and their well-being aside for the sake of another person. A father committing to come and find his son no … More Every Hero But Jesus
I’m currently waiting for some time to spend musing on the concept that God brought to my mind the other day: “resurrection boldness.” In Acts, the unashamed, fearless courage of the apostles (especially Peter, who had unblushingly denied his Lord not so long ago) came directly from their undoubting knowledge that their master and leader … More Resurrection Boldness
A few weeks ago I was asked to write a poem for a Valentine’s Day Banquet / Missions Fundraiser at my home church in Tulsa, Oklahoma. The theme was supposed to be the love of God in relationship to missions. A dear friend of mine (a gracious, dignified, loving, bold 62-year-old man) is going to … More New Poem: “Ripple”
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