The mens' group at the church I attend had at least one man attend the “Band of Brothers” boot camp. He in turn began to get others excited about it. Many of us have decided that they wanted more and we have chosen to stop playing church and be the church God called us to be. More, seems to have come through the author John Eldredge.
Eagerly anticipating the National Day of Prayer, I awakened to a fan of hot, dry air pouring through my bedroom window. Stretching my memory far back, I searched for another wind so powerfully gusty. The thermometer soon reached 95 degrees.
Let’s say your eight year-old child disappeard in a crowded shopping mall right from under your nose, and it is three hours later. Your cell phone rings, and as you lift it to your ear, your heart cries out, “Oh let this be good news.” What kind of news would that good news be?