I feel a cold mist falling over meAs the breeze begins to blow.The sunshine,Hidden by the soft gray clouds,Struggles with all its mightTo live again.Like me.I feel a sudden urge to stand upFrom this old wooden bench,To take off my shoes,And run through the cool, wet grass.To smile.To laugh.To live again.This poem © Kevin Walker. Published July 2012. »
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The Church of God continues to send teams of missionaries and aid workers as the long-term recovery for the country of Haiti continues. The following is a recent report from construction missionaries Jim and Gina Hudson. HAITI – In April, the James D... »
When I washed the feet of a Gypsy pastor in Hungary last week, it felt like a wall came crashing down. More than a few times in my travels the Holy Spirit has asked me to wash someone’s feet.· Once this happened in India, when I was with pastors fro... »