The known and the forgotten
I caught her stare from across the room. The distance between us was not that far, and no one else was there besides the two of us. But it wasn’t
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I caught her stare from across the room. The distance between us was not that far, and no one else was there besides the two of us. But it wasn’t
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“Our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the spiritual forces of evil . . . . “ Ephesians 6:12 In this world, life is produced, protected and
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Rural towns are a mosaic of hard work and industry, friendship and kindness, forgotten stories and shattered dreams. Every day that I am fortunate enough to spend in these communities
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What is the point? Why would a good God create a world where suffering exists? Is God evil? How can suffering be good? What good can come out of a
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For the past five years, I have served as a preacher and minister for the church of Christ in Monette, AR. Monette is a small community of 1,500 people in
Making Prayer A Priority by Josh Parnell Read More »
“Selfishness must always be forgiven you know, because there is no hope of a cure.”
The Tyranny of Self Read More »
Isabella Preciado served the community of Carnegie and partnered in the ministry of the Carnegie Church of Christ for 12 weeks this summer as a vocational intern teaching English as
Prayer of a Servant by Isabella Preciado Read More »
Chavez, Olvera, Alvarado, Barco, Sarceno, Lopez, Guitterrez . . . . These are just a few of the names that have recently become familiar to the Church of Christ congregation
Finding Dios In Rural America Read More »
Your story Is more than some bedtime consolation A buffer of nothing Protecting my Everything Your story Is nothing less than Resurrection A rebirth to my death I can touch
One year ago today, almost to the minute, I finished a cycling trek across the state of Oklahoma. I didn’t ride alone, but with two men who have been friends,
Of Rural Churches and Preachers: A Waitress’ Point of View Read More »