Short Reads

“These all continued with one accord in prayer and supplication, with the women, and Mary the mother of Jesus, and with his brethren.” Acts 1:14 Did you ever see a plague of grasshoppers? One time Jane and I were returning home from a missions’ conference in Cleveland, OH. Soon after we crossed the border into […]

“Ye are of God, little children, and have overcome them: because greater is he that is in you, than he that is in the world.” I John 4:4 “You are all going to be killed. Your truck is going to roll over on the highway,” the short old man angrily avowed as he got out

And God made two great lights; the greater light to rule the day, and the lesser light to rule the night: he made the stars also. – Genesis 1:16 In the late 80’s Jane and I opened up a work at the Indian village called Milho in Brazil. Back in those days there was no

“Trick or treat!” We ran up to our neighbour’s door and knocked on it. Dad sat waiting in the car as my brothers and I waited for the door to open. We heard someone approaching, the door handle began to turn and the door creaked as it began to open. “Trick or treat” we called

Ephesians 5:15-16: “See then that ye walk circumspectly, not as fools, but as wise, Redeeming the time, because the days are evil” Was our driver ever going to show up? The pastor had said that the person picking us up for church on Sunday morning would drop by at 9:30 am. Church was at 10:00

Psalm 121:1-2 “I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.” They were exciting times. Jane and I had been in Brazil for six years and we were expecting our first child whose arrival was anticipated to be at

Acts 16:6-9 “Now when they had gone throughout Phrygia and the region of Galatia, and were forbidden of the Holy Ghost to preach the word in Asia, After they were come to Mysia, they assayed to go into Bithynia: but the Spirit suffered them not. And they passing by Mysia came down to Troas. And

Mark 1:35-39 Jane and I had been working at the Indian village called Milho for four years at the beginning of 1992. The Lord had blessed, many had been saved, a new bigger church building had been built and the church was about to be organized. By this time we had begun to think about

Isaiah 6:8-9a “Also I heard the voice of the Lord, saying, Whom shall I send, and who will go for us? Then said I, Here am I; send me. And he said, Go, and tell this people,” I had my life all planned out. First, I wanted to be a land surveyor; they made good

James 4:14 “Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.” I was standing in line at the checkout in the bread store when I got the shock of my life. As I approached