Story Harvest

Glancing at the cloudy late August sky, I prayed, Lord, will you hold off the rain—just for a while? I recognized the weather at the …

My church school teacher cleared his throat and adjusted his tie. The class hushed. “Everyone turn in your sermon notes.” I passed mine to the …

Last fall I decided to take a train journey. I thought a quiet, peaceful train ride across the US would give me time for reflection …

“No, I don’t want to go,” I said falling back into bed. “Yes, you are!” said my mother handing me my jacket. “Why do I …

There I was, sitting alone in my dorm room halfway through my first quarter of college. How did I get here? I thought. I was …

I remember a time, a few years ago, when my life went through several transitions within a relatively short amount of time. Within a span …

You know the song, “A Whole New World,” from Disney’s Aladdin? That’s what marriage is like. My heart is beating against my chest, my breathing …

I was born in Klawock, Alaska in 1938, and the name ‘What Staw’ was given me. (What Staw—The Raven that takes the long way around.) …

Asleep in my California seaside apartment, I suddenly heard my name, “Ron,” in a clear, distinct whisper. Immediately I awoke and checked the small apartment …

Brett Mehlenbacher can tell you what it’s like to almost die. But, through God’s healing power, he can also tell you what it’s like to …