Jesus, My Father, the CIA, and MeAuthor: Ian Morgan CronYou’re at an outreach event listening to a special speaker flown in for the evening to tell his amazing testimony. This book is that story. It’s a first-person account of how the author survived an alcoholic father and went on to struggle with his own alcoholism. In the end, he winds up as an Episcopal priest.
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The Four Storey Forest: As Grow the Trees, so too the HeartAuthor: Harold Macy Move over Thoreau. Here is a man who not only observes the forest, but for 30 years has been steeped in the mystique of husbanding the woodlands. He and his family live off a thousand acres of forest by practicing one kind of “agroforestry,” the intentional integration of trees, crops, and creatures in a mutually beneficial operation.
Text Examined: 1 John 3:1-2 – “While I waited at an X-ray clinic, a man in a business suit shattered the peace and quiet with a loud cellphone call. I grew incensed and planned to crush Mr. Business Suit with a glare of contempt. But I was called in for my X-ray and didn’t get the chance.”
Text Examined: Luke 10:25-37 – “I left the house that morning charged up, feeling clean, optimistic, and pretty spiritual. When I arrived at the clinic, others were there, quietly chatting. As an elderly woman sat down beside me, I did the noble thing: put down my magazine and smiled.”
As a missionary in Colombia during the 1990s, Dorothy Siebert saw the dearth of materials available to Spanish-speaking pastors and church leaders. A dream was born to provide a resource for MB leaders and church members throughout Latin America, starting with Albert Enns’ biography.
I’ve learned that often when I think I’m helping, I’m actually interfering.
That’s what happened one day in Colombia, South America. During the first year my husband, Harold, and I pastored a church in a barrio in Medellin, we were newly arrived from Canada and had never attended a Colombian funeral. But when a young man, our church member, suddenly passed away, we were in charge of conducting the service.
Image: A Journal of the Arts and ReligionEditor: Gregory WolfeI felt embarrassed about the barebones sanctuary as I attended a service in a Mennonite church far from my home. Meeting that day was an ecumenical group of editors from across Canada: Roman Catholics, Anglicans, Lutherans, Presbyterians, Baptists, and all shades of Mennonite. Surely some would miss their stained glass windows, paintings, and beautifully constructed buildings.