It is the Monday after Thanksgiving, 2005. On this day, the climax of our desert story is about to be composed. If only it could be fiction instead of fact. Our home in the campos of northern Mexico Our family of six is living in a 900 square foot home on a desert plateau in Chihuahua, miles from any sizable town. The Christmas season is dawning, therefore my plan is to shop today for baking supplies. We assembled and decorated our artificial tree two days ago, now it’s time
#write31days An Invitation to Jesus, Day 6 What (super) naturally happens when we testify of God’s power changing our life? That same power can change the life of another. Today I am going to share (again) what happened between two people thousands of miles apart, via the internet. You may remember Elfega’s testimony I posted last week? If not, it’s worth the read: Abused and Devalued, Then An Invitation to Jesus. (Go ahead, I’ll wait…) It was September of 2009 when I first p
This article published in A/G News by Dan Van Veen: The 9/11 testimony of Twin Towers survivor and Assemblies of God minister, Stanley Praimnath, originally given at Parkcrest Assembly of God in Springfield, Missouri, will air on the Focus on the Family radio program across the country on September 11, 2013. Praimnath, who was the Sunday School superintendent for Bethel Assembly of God in Ozone Park, Queens, New York, in September 2011, says God has used him over the years to
Today, in honor of International Women’s Day, I am re-posting the powerful testimony of a woman, one of our Bible School students in Mexico. Additionally, you’ll read how her powerful story crossed borders and changed the life of another woman thousands of miles away, with a unique twist. Both found true and lasting freedom. ~ ~ ~ “I was a very hard person to reach with the Gospel because of my childhood experience. I grew up in a home of daily violence and humiliation; a hom
We have returned temporarily to the United States where most assume we are now contentedly relieved in this “comfortable home country” of ours. True to a degree, but truer still is the pungently bittersweet fact of the transition. I love being with our three young adult sons again, other family and friends, the house God provided for us, and the anticipation of many things, but I miss the people, the relationships, the village, and our ministry in Oaxaca. As I sit here with c
This same testimony radically changed the life of another woman thousands of miles away. More about that below. I was a very hard person to reach with the Gospel because of my childhood experience. I grew up in a home of daily violence and humiliation; a home where a woman was considered trash.
Deep inside me grew a desire for revenge and I made it my goal to do whatever necessary to get even with men. Even as a student, I pushed myself, not for my own advancement in high aca