Stories

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...

By Konnie Drews While my passion for people from all cultures has been a part of me since my youth, it was just a few years ago as I was asking God to show me how to be a part of building His Kingdom that my heart for missions began to be...

By Lari Kennedy My husband, Erik, and I are working professionals and empty nesters. We’re the youngest of the baby-boomer generation, which means we’re not necessarily young, but neither are we old. Our kids are known as Millennials and we’re excited to be new grandparents. Besides everything else that we are, the...

I started using drugs when I was fourteen years old. At the time I was self-medicating to feel accepted, to feel loved.” As Nicole walked through a forest near Alderwood, she explains this is where she lived in a tent for nine months. This was her rock-bottom moment and she...

By Ramesh Wolf My parents fell in love and were married in Iran. Like many Iranians, they were culturally Muslim but did not practice all the tenets of the faith. They loved America and my father went to university in Los Angeles. After their wedding in Iran, in 1978 they traveled to...

By Adam Richard I grew up in a somewhat unique family structure where I was fairly disengaged from my mother and father, and instead, lived with my grandmother and my aunt from elementary school up through high school. Although this was much different than most kids’ upbringing, they both were great “parents” with...

By Steven Bolt After I decided to attend Eastern Washington University, I was excited to experience life on my own, away from my sheltered life where we constantly went to church. Even though I had committed my life to Christ as a child, I wanted to discover what life was really all...

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