Staring into the Face of God

How do you view God? An anonymous philanthropist that is there for your manipulation and pleasure? A cool hipster dude in ripped jeans who is only around to help your life to be cooler? For me, God has always been a scary authority who was full of wrath and just waiting to throw me in Hell for all the wrong I had done. He was always scribbling his red, grading pen on every flaw I possessed (Dramatic, right?). Though I would never admit that to anyone, my actions told of my feelings. I have always felt like Jesus didn’t want something like me. How could I stare into the eyes of a holy God...

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A God That Never Hits You With A Read And No Reply

Through out my life, I’ve heard people say how they heard God talk to them and I’ve never fully understood or believed them. I thought it was great for them to feel like they had that connection, but didn’t think it was plausible. I thought that because I couldn’t give an example of God talking to me, but that changed. At training camp, a woman came to speak to us about listening prayer. She said listening prayer is when you pray with the expectation that God wants to speak back. She used John 16:7-13 as has good listening prayer can be. In those verses, God tells His...

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Staring into the Face of God

How do you view God? An anonymous philanthropist that is there for your manipulation and pleasure? A cool hipster dude in ripped jeans who is only around to help your life to be cooler? For me, God has always been a scary authority who was full of wrath and just waiting to throw me in Hell for all the wrong I had done. He was always scribbling his red, grading pen on every flaw I possessed (Dramatic, right?). Though I would never admit that to anyone, my actions told of my feelings. I have always felt like Jesus didn’t want something like me. How could I stare into the eyes of a holy God...

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Drowning in…. What?

Before I can embark on my crazy journey, I am spending the first four days at training camp. God has been teaching me a lot about myself. Now two days into camp, Satan has already tried to drown me in doubt. “Just sit down Karson, and keep quiet. Hide your heart and your face from all these people. No one cares about you Karson, so why even bother opening up?..” Sure we all know the devil is a liar and those statements aren’t completely true. . . Sort of. . . Maybe. . ? The devil tries to take your shame and use it to weigh you down until you’re so overwhelmed that you...

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Help

Hi my name is Hayes Inglett. I am 21 years old and I am completely out of my comfort zone. Today I leave for Albania for two months and I really do not want to go; I do not want to leave my house, my family, my life. I like living in America and being able to go to Walmart or go hang out with friends whenever I feel like it. I love my life in America and that’s my problem. I am way too comfortable in America. Everything is about me and how can I be successful. When we look at success we are looking for the worlds idea of success. We must stop being so selfish and start being consecrated...

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Wrecked Plans

   So here we are. T-minus 14 hours until I show up to training camp, say goodbye to my parents, and put all the months and months (…and months!) of preparation to the test. Well. . . Sort of:     Being the type-A personality that I am, I love having things ready in advance. Last March I had everything figured out to go on my journey to Nepal. I even knew what the street names were and the best place to get Momos (The street vendor near Thamel is where I’m told)! But God had other plans. on my birthday, March 28, I was getting ready to go eat at my favorite...

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