“The rain falls on the just and the unjust.” This is true. Only, when the rain falls on the unjust, we don’t feel it as much. It perhaps doesn’t look or feel like rain as much as karma. But, when the rain falls on the just, the delightful, beautiful souls that flavor life with salt and illuminate…
The Flip Side of Poverty
We see them - vagrants living on the streets, asking for handouts, and bumming rides. We judge them as runaways, addicts, alcoholics, or panhandlers. We rarely see little more than dirty clothes, mussed hair or the cardboard signs they carry. We might be bothered if we are stopped to hand them a crumpled up dollar…
Whatever It Takes – A Look at Human Sex Trafficking
I know we have all seen the red X's affixed to profiles in social media. The cry to "end it now"'is echoed throughout the world. Those who are aware of human trafficking are appalled, overwhelmed, and desperate. We want to do something, but what? The first thing we have to do is see the reality…
Directing Squirrels
God spoke to me through a squirrel. We were coming home from a birthday lunch date with my daddy, and in the middle of the street there was a squirrel. He was pitiful. He was confused and dazed and didn't know where to go. He'd head one way then circle around another way - going…
For the love of them…or us?
I recently read a great article about Toms. The shoes. But more so the real purpose of the company. It's a great idea, right? You buy a pair of shoes and they will give a pair of shoes to kids who don't have them. I've seen kids with bare feet and gone on medical clinics…
Is this thing on?
I could totally be the “bullhorn guy.” Sometimes I am so filled with love and amazement and passion, not just for my Creator but for His creation, that I want to grab a megaphone, pull up a box (or a stand in a truck bed), and yell at the top of my lungs, “He loves…
The Journey begins…
I’ve been home a full 3 days from my trip to Guatemala, and I’m still struggling with what to say, what to share, what to reveal about my journey. Tonight I have decided that I have to start somewhere, begin to share the story, open up my heart to what I am only beginning to…
Carving out monuments
The minute I walked in the doors of the church his presence was felt. Or was it the Holy Spirit? They echoed the same. I walked forward in a line when someone extended a hand, “Here, you first.” I smiled. Knowing. This person had been touched by the life of Robert Ammon Warner as well.…
My Affection
“Large crowds were traveling with Jesus, and turning to them he said: “If anyone comes to me and does not hate father and mother, wife and children, brothers and sisters—yes, even their own life—such a person cannot be my disciple.” Luke 14:25-26 Man. Jesus threw some doozies out there, and this one is no less…
Leslie A. Lamb 