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When Will It Be My Turn?
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You meet him—you know who I’m talking about. He’s the guy you’ve been dreaming of, the one you thought you’d never even talk to . . . and then he asks you on a date, a real date!
The Day I Got Hit By A Truck
It was fall 2012. Like many millennials, I was over-committed to a variety of service and extracurricular pursuits—none of which I was willing to subtract from my life, but the sum of which left me completely drained.
When I Failed to Plan for a Break-Up
Most of us make plans for everything, from what we’d like to have for dinner to what goals we want to achieve in 10 years. But I had always taken this to the extreme.
ODJ: a chance
How could anyone abandon their baby?” my friend asked. We had just heard another sad account of an infant being discovered in a public restroom. This story, at least, had a happy ending—the baby was okay.Most of us can’t put ourselves in the shoes of a mother who abandons her baby. Surely, though, a key factor must have been the overwhelming sense of desperation and loneliness sh
The Day I Realized Not Every Dream Would Come True
Written By Sukma Sari Cornelius, originally in Bahasa Indonesia…
Do I have Wanderlust or "Wonderlust"?
Ever wished the Lord would pluck you out of your misery or stagnant life and place you somewhere else instead? Some might add, “Where the sun, sea and beach are please!”
With(out) Meaning and Purpose
Like the Teacher, I’m sure that we, at some point in time, have found life meaningless too. We have tried to make sense of the way this world works,
ODJ: location matters
During a recent fishing trip, my brother in law andI were reminded that you have to fish in the right location. We claimed a spot near a wooden fishing pier. Unfortunately, it was not a good choice. The bait fish, which attracted the schools of the desired Spanish mackerel, were on the other side of the pier. Anglers less than 50 yards away were easily catching their limit while we struggled to ge
ODJ: healed
But my theology and practice have often collided whenever I didn’t see God move in the way I expected. Recently, however, God unpacked a few more layers of understanding for me as I stepped forward to receive prayer for a torn meniscus at a youth service.
With teenagers gathered around me, I felt humbled to be the recipient of their prayers—especially since so many of them strugg
With teenagers gathered around me, I felt humbled to be the recipient of their prayers—especially since so many of them strugg