Category: Tell His Story

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Tuesday 14th July 2015

#TellHisStory: What It Really Means to Have Compassion

Struggling Girl, Sudan, Kevin Carter

The museum was closing in half an hour, and I knew we wouldn’t want to miss the Pulitzer Prize Photography Gallery on the first floor. The gallery includes prints of every Pulitzer-Prize winning photograph taken since 1942. We moved slowly along the wall, lingering at each image, all of ...

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Tuesday 7th July 2015

#TellHisStory: Let There Be Peace on Facebook

mother teresa, peace

Anna and I sat on a long bench on the end of a dock, while the sun slid down the back side of the day. If I could have taken a sip of the sky, it would have tasted like an orange smoothie. Anna swung her legs, and they brushed back and forth against mine. […]

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Tuesday 30th June 2015

#TellHisStory: When You’re Going Through a Storm

storms

It was the year 2000. A Friday morning. My newspaper editor had called. “Jennifer. How quickly can you get to northeast Iowa? More than a dozen twisters went through.” I fumbled for my glasses. Slipped on blue jeans and tennis shoes. I kissed my husband goodbye, and grabbed a stack of ...

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Tuesday 23rd June 2015

#TellHisStory: How To Get Your Praise On

praise god, doxology

So I admit, I did stop right smack-dab in the middle of the highway. I did, in fact, first check the rear-view mirror for traffic on this little section of Iowa highway. Then, I pressed the brakes, grabbed the camera from the passenger seat and snapped a quick photo through my car window. The ...

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Tuesday 16th June 2015

#TellHisStory: Your Sacred Yes

#TellHisStory: Your Sacred Yes

Her braces needed tightening, so we drove to the city. It still takes me by surprise when she sits in the front passenger seat beside me. Wasn’t it just yesterday I was buckling her into a rear-facing car seat? All the things about getting older have been coming true. I see her out of the ...

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Tuesday 2nd June 2015

#TellHisStory: When Love is a Risk

regrets

There’s no such thing as risk-free love. The risk of love is loss. The risk of love is having your heart broken. The more your heart enlarges for the ones you love, the harder the break when you lose it. But there is an even greater risk than love. It’s deciding not to love at all. I […]

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Tuesday 19th May 2015

#TellHisStory: A Story That We Don’t Want to Read — But We Have To

#TellHisStory: A Story That We Don't Want to Read -- But We Have To

It was nearly midnight. In the dark, all I could think about was a nine-year-old girl. I could see her in my mind — dark-brown hair, eyes the shape of saucers, dirty bare feet. She stood motionless as the shadow of evil hollowed out her hope. Behind her, stood a figure, who was painted ...

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Tuesday 12th May 2015

#TellHisStory: A Love Letter for A Second-Born Child

#TellHisStory: A Love Letter for A Second-Born Child

Dear Daughter, I loved you instantly, of course. It was the second time in my life that a delivery-room nurse had placed a wrinkled newborn girl in my arms. When my lips brushed across your cheek, I knew it would be a cinch to love you as much as I loved your big sister. But […]

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Tuesday 28th April 2015

#TellHisStory: Why I Asked God to Break My Heart

#TellHisStory: Why I Asked God to Break My Heart

God saved my life the day I changed my prayers. I stopped asking Him to fix things. And I started asking Him to break things. Namely, my heart. God would need to break me out of the miserable heart-prison I was trapped in. Yeah, I was saved. But I was stuck. I would need Him to free me from ...

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Tuesday 14th April 2015

#TellHisStory: When Community is Hard Work

#TellHisStory: When Community is Hard Work

The phone rang. My friend’s last name flashed across the caller ID. When a friend dials that late, you know it’s probably a distress call. “Hello?” I whispered into the phone from the darkened living room. “You OK?” The wobble in her voice betrayed her tear-soaked distress. But I didn’t know ...

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