Stories

by Donna Baldwin When I was really young, my parents often visited a roadside tavern and left me and my little sister in the car. On one occasion, an old man came up and motioned for me to roll down the window. When I did, what he did to me...

by Juli Lorton A few years ago, the leaders of our small group announced they were moving to a different church. That left four couples with an important decision: do we stay together and, if so, who will take over leadership? One couple decided to find another group with kids of...

by Summer Wilson, Volunteer Storyteller What if, by changing the physical landscape of a school, the spiritual landscape changed too? When Tawnya Cranmore began volunteering at her kids’ school, she had no idea the reach her efforts would have in that school community. Tawnya started by serving in the classroom when her...

By Sheryl Madden, Volunteer Storyteller If you’re a parent of a high school student and that student happened to go on the trip to Lake Billy Chinook in Oregon to play and stay on houseboats this past week, you already know that overheating buses was the downside. But, if you’re a...

By Don Smith One evening as I left work to go to my car, I noticed a young, sweaty man by the footbridge I use to cross a busy street. The bridge is popular with joggers, so at first I thought nothing of it, but as I got closer, I realized he...

"When I was in college, I started to re-read the Bible with a new lens. I studied Business Management and Biblical Studies at Northwest University, and I began to notice how often the Bible talks about business and economics. Soon my Bible was filled with yellow marks highlighting where it...

By Faith Gibson Three years ago, I asked my husband, Chris, if he'd ever considered moving out of Florida. I'll never forget the look of both shock and confusion on his face when he immediately responded, "Why? Where on earth would we go?" At the time, I had no idea either. But...

By Sheryl Madden, Volunteer Storyteller A few years ago, I heard a message on a Sunday morning about the gap between our expectations and reality. The pastor described how we sometimes go into a situation expecting a certain outcome, but then reality hits and it’s often something we weren’t anticipating. At times,...

By Romila Balaranjith In our neighborhood in Redmond, there are many Indian families. In the evenings, our children all play together and through that, my husband and I have had the opportunity to build many new friendships. I have prayed for God to give me courage to share my faith with them....

By Katie Goldsmith, Volunteer Storyteller Meet the Figueroa family: John, Jessica, Sofia, and Noah. Although they have attended Northshore Community Church since 2009, it wasn’t until 2014 that they first ventured to Community Camp. At the prompting of friends from their small group, they packed their bags, loaded up their car, and...

By Lindie Freed For the past nineteen years, my husband, Joshua, and I have had the privilege to lead high school and young adults for three-week trips to Dennis Drake’s community in the Philippines. Dennis has given his life to caring for the unloved, feeding the poor, and educating the uneducated, while...

By Aura Erickson, Volunteer Storyteller Shohrat was born in the former Soviet Republic of Central Asia, which is now known as Turkmenistan. His grandparents were devout Muslims and they taught him Islam. While Shohrat attended school, however, he learned to embrace atheism. “In my heart I was a Muslim, but in my...

By Carson Jones Our team packed twenty-five suitcases filled with medical supplies for our mission trip to Nepal. We didn’t know what we would need, so it seemed safer to take everything we could think of. With so many bags, I was sure something would be lost in transit, but to my...

By Jono Lippman Can I be real for a moment? My early experience with church was rarely positive. I grew up in a community that valued academic and financial success higher than authenticity and relationship. While my family loved Jesus, I rarely felt like our loud, Armenian family ever fit in the...

By Aura Erickson I was born in Lima, Peru, the old ‘new Madrid’ of South America. Our family was culturally Catholic, and having a religious education was important for our family. When I was seven years old, I learned that God was omnipresent. I did not understand that word, but was told...

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