My desk is littered with what looks like nuclear fallout from a paper bomb, 128 e-mail messages await reading, and documents are stacked on the floor by the shredder. To-do-lists sit next to my computer keyboard, laundry waits, and dishes are in the sink. And inside, my soul churns from lack of Godly connection. It’s my own fault. I woke, had a quick quiet-time, and hit the ground running. I have a tendency to want spiritual nutrition on the fly. Kind of like driving up to a gas pump, putting the hose in the tank, then driving off after receiving a few drops. No wonder I’m puttering down life’s highways. Jesus tell us to, “seek first his kingdom and his righteousness” (Matthew 6:33 NIV).
Read more →Windows down and music blaring in my teenage ears, I drove the quiet, winding, roads to my parent’s home in the country. Afternoon sunshine cast playful shadows on the tree-lined blacktop, and all was right with the world. The sound of honking drew my attention. A car moved close to my bumper then danced and swerved behind me. Inside two guys waved and smiled. Grateful for the flirting and feeling adventurous, I played a game of cat and mouse. A few miles further down the road, their car sped up and pulled next to mine. Smiles and laughter were exchanged… until a shotgun appeared out of the passenger side window pointed at my face.
Read more →Sunday school teacher, Edward Kimball decided the time had finally come to speak to his wayward pupil. For eleven months Dwight had attended the church, but still hadn’t come to terms with Christianity. Kimball arrived at the shoe store where Dwight worked. Not wanting to embarrass him by witnessing in front of the other clerks, Kimball almost turned around and left. Instead, he decided to “make a dash for it and have it over at
Read more →My soul stays hungry — needing more of God, more of His word, and more of His presence. Oh Father, fill me with more of You! *Bible passages are only cropped photos. My precious Bible was not harmed in making this blog.www.lisabuffaloe.com
Read more →Sahil sat on a train, headed several hours away to a city where he was scheduled to preach. He wore his best preaching shirt. In his country, a preaching shirt is one’s best white shirt – beautifully and intricately embroidered. As he as sat on the train, enjoying the view, he suddenly heard God say, “Jump off the train, Sahil.”
Read more →The following amazing story is true, only the name has been changed for protection. As a young man, Sahil* became involved with a “family” (mob). He quickly became the second in command. The night his mentor (the leader of the mob) was shot and killed, Sahil should also have been killed. Instead, Sahil became the new king, who sat on his throne (his wording). He was powerful, but lonely.
Read more →I want to be different and changed for the better with each passing day. I don’t want to be stagnant and stuck in the mundane of mere existence. I want more of God—to know Him more completely. Oh to be like Enoch who walked with God, or David—a person after God’s own heart. Or like Moses who spoke to God face-to-face, and when he stepped from God’s presence, his face glowed. Are these just some
Read more →Jan Coates life could be a made-for-TV movie. Raised by a mentally ill mother, Jan endured a childhood filled with unthinkable physical, emotional, and sexual abuse. Consumed with shame and guilt, she found expression in destructive acts against herself and others. Jan writes, “I tried to fix everything on my own. I failed miserably.”
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