Torching Wet Blankets

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It’s a chilly night, and I’m out in the forest with some friends enjoying a meal by the campfire. The chill is against our backs as we chow down on some baked beans and hot dogs, which taste twice as good mixed with the smell of smoke in the cool night air. Our conversation is woven with laughter, which occasionally sends mouthfuls of half-chewed beans into the fire. It’s one of those good nights. As the fire turns to glowing red embers, we zip into our sleeping bags and begin to drift into slumber.

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The Great Search

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I remember the rush of determination I got when I started going geocaching (basically, an outdoor treasure hunt). Running through the bushes, looking under rocks, climbing through the trees, I was determined to find the treasure, even if that meant getting stuck by thorns and spending hours looking in the dirt. I wanted it. And I knew I was capable of finding it, because my dad would tell me I was.

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Finding Nemo Among Orphans

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Ever have one of those moments where you look around and you’re struck with a massive magnitude of meaning? A completely unexpected moment where something mythic unfolds right before your eyes?

I had a moment like that a couple months ago in Kenya. Now, every missions trip I’ve been on has been filled with occasions that have stopped me in my tracks. A church filled worship service in Poland , a mountainside prayer night under the stars in El Salvador, a prayer moment with a father and his kids in Trinidad. So many memories of pivotal God-orchestrated intersections with beautiful people.

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