Dewali Festival Decoration by John Pavelka
The Festival of Lights is just flicking on in Nepal, and I need to buy eggs and beat the dusk home. Against the paling sky, blinking lights bedazzle shops and house verandahs—like Christmas in October. The supermarket is lit up like Santa’s workshop. Familiar shopkeepers smile. As they put my groceries in white plastic, they invite me to join them for prayers. I ask to whom? for what? They motion to a colourful woman’s portrait behind the counter—their goddess of fortune. The lights attract her favor. “Do you need money?” they smirk at their funny question. I laugh-smile, handing over rupees. “I’m ok. When I need money, I pray to my God too,” I say. What I don’t say: I don’t need to put up lights. Scurrying home under a sky blinking with man-made stars , I am thankful for eggs and God who gives for the asking, not just…Continue Reading
Don't Destroy your Leader
Editor’s note: I saw this on Facebook and knew it had to become an article. This is wisdom from Aaron Walsh on Leadership and how to treat leaders published with permission. Enjoy and be encouraged and inspired! — Just spent sometime over the weekend processing with a friend of mine who was contemplating resigning from his leadership role with the church. He loves what he does, he feels called by God and from the outside it appears that he is happy. However as he opened his heart he revealed that the constant criticism from those he leads in the church is taking its toll. He feels like a failure and that what he does is never enough. He is weary and without divine intervention next week, he will quit. Sadly this story seems to be more and more common. It begs the question: What are we doing to our leaders…Continue Reading
Jasen Chung
It’s been about 4 months since I’ve embraced the reality that I may be home for some time. Home is a place I rarely visited, and for good reason. In between my mission trips around the globe, I stayed just long enough to never fully reintegrate. I guess in all honesty, I didn’t want to become my old self. I wanted to protect the change God was doing every time I left home. Now I find myself contrasting against a world I feel so near yet distant from. Little did I know, I may have been hurting myself and fanning the flames of immaturity. Needless to say, my heart has been transformed through all I’ve seen and experienced with God. I’m a changed man who was given the undeserving grace to see through God’s eyes. And when a soul is given the honor to beautifully collide with Jesus’ grace, our…Continue Reading