Story Harvest

It was a warm summer day in 1975. I was living in Atlanta, Georgia, at the time teaching Social Studies. We lived in a town home in the …

I’ve changed my name because I want to keep my privacy. And I didn’t post a picture of myself because I don’t want anyone to …

It was my freshman year in college and a group of friends and I decided to go camping in Yosemite National Park. My friend Noel …

The mud was as slippery as wet ice. The van in front of us was trying to make forward progress, but every time the driver …

We were studying about the last Days…raging fires, shivering mountains, approaching soldiers, and fearful saints. We charted the Time of Jacob’s Trouble, the Time of …

Like many people, I grew up in a poor family. My mom was a single mother to us four kids and did her best to provide …

I was sitting in my office one day working on a project with a deadline looming over me when the phone interrupted my focused concentration. …

One rainy Sunday morning in 1980, I was sitting in a large, brown beanbag chair in our living room in Killen, Texas, feeling an emptiness …

Some moments I repeatedly think back on because they confirm that God loves me. My family often spent Saturday afternoons in nature with friends. About …

Miracles and wonders happen. Three times God has touched me in electrifying ways changing the course of my life. Yet the biggest wonder, the grandest …