The first lines of the three stanzas of Clara H. Scott’s hymn “Open My Eyes, That I May See” go like this: Open my eyes, that I may see glimpses of truth Thou hast for me. Open my ears, that
Tell Others and Give God the Glory!

The first lines of the three stanzas of Clara H. Scott’s hymn “Open My Eyes, That I May See” go like this: Open my eyes, that I may see glimpses of truth Thou hast for me. Open my ears, that
You may not have all that you want but do you have all that you need? The insatiable desire to have more and more things is a sure indication that at the core of your being there is an emptiness
If for some reason you miss a worship service, just remember, you really don’t have to miss it at all. Thanks to the work of Yilong & Elizabeth our services are recorded each Sunday and by midweek are available to
Every now and then a rare, unique or extraordinary experience opens up to us. We take advantage of it or miss it altogether. When such an opportunity comes along, we are usually glad we took advantage of it. If we
In my journal last Thursday while vacationing in the sparsely populated area east of Brooksville, Maine, on the beautiful Penobscot Bay, I wrote: “The early morning and late evening silence of Ocean Garden is simply amazing. No sound of crickets,
I have learned from Gordon MacDonald’s writings that in India life is seen in four phases: “The first is the phase of the student where one sets out to learn all he can from the wise men. Second, is the
Cheryl Walker and Andy Garcia will leave for Guatemala on Thursday, July 18, as part of a mission team with First Baptist Church, Wilmington, NC. This will be Cheryl’s 6th trip and Andy’s 2nd. Their mission will be to share
E-mail and texting are wonderful tools of modern technology. Literally, in a matter of seconds you can communicate with someone anywhere in the world and in short order receive a reply. There are so many times that you need to
While the Apostle Paul was on his missionary journeys, he encountered many cities that considered themselves “religious centers”. They were recognized as such because the people who lived there worshipped many gods. Perhaps the greatest “religious center” of all was
T.Z. Koo tells of his experience during an air raid in the days when the Japanese sent planes in wave after wave over China. “We had to go out into the fields because we had no dugouts in the city.