By Josh Casper To see such beauty and light in the forgotten places of the world, I learned why Shane Claiborne calls Philadelphia his Calcutta. Though my eyes have yet to see the slums of such a city, my heart began to see. As I arrived on Potter Street in the Kensington district of Philly, … Continue reading Wanting to See The Flesh of Community
By Scott Molgard I read the bible. I read Jesus words – the red letters that I so often hide from. There is this desire to retreat and to hide under the covers, because if I truly followed what Jesus said, I would probably need my head checked. Life would look so radical. No mature … Continue reading Religious Lies
By Heather Vallot I saw Him today. I was standing in the hallway with the other Heather. We could hear someone wailing, and it was a familiar sound, considering most days we wonder if they mistakenly labeled our unit “Nephrology” when it actually should have been “Psych.” We have our frequent flyers to the unit, … Continue reading Offensive Love
By Willy and Benny Zenga We wanted to live an adventure rather than watch one. We didnt want to lead lives in which the only experience of passion and exuberance came via a TV screen. So a group of us began to imagine something beyond televised teenage angst. It began with a simple act a … Continue reading The Winking Circle
By Amanda Petersen Holidays have been interesting for me the past year and a half. I have been away from home, traveling across states and continents, being absent of anything familiar. I have had most ideas of tradition in my life destroyed, and it has been wonderful. Through it all, I have been forced to … Continue reading In Remembrance
By Heather Vallot All my life Ive been a little too much or not enough. These are lies I have had to battle, and in the past few years the Lord has breathed truth into those areas of my heart. I was always too giving; I gave until I was unhealthy, overwhelmed, and in over … Continue reading Tiny Steps
By Erin McKenna Lord, how can it be? How can you desire to use one so weak and broken like me? My heart is desperate. Desperately, I want so much more. Please Lord, be a God of so much more. Change me. Soften me. But please dont leave me. I need you… My stomach drops … Continue reading My Heart’s Cry
By Sarae Martin As I pulled into McDonald’s, I saw a pile of suitcases. Obviously, those of a homeless person. My thought went to where they would spend the night when it was zero degrees outside. I looked up and there in the window with more suitcases was a woman in her sixties, homeless. I … Continue reading Radical Living
By Jeff Goins, Editor Life for Wayne Elsey is simple. As the President of Kodiak-Terra USA, Inc. and founder of non-profit charity organization Soles4Souls, he does not live a slow lifestyle, but it is, essentially, a simple one. He gets shoes and gives them away. In the aftermath of the 2004 tsunami that hit Southeast … Continue reading Soles4Souls: Wayne Elsey and the simplicity of shoes
By Mallorie Miller One year. One backpack. I about fell off my chair the first time I read the packing suggestions for the World Race. I was expected to bring four skirts, four pants, and eight shirts for an entire year? I remember looking with disdain at my closet, wondering how I would manage. I … Continue reading Manna