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  The village leader met us at our vehicle. He gripped my hand. “I know you have good news for us.” He was right. We had the best news of all: the Gospel of Jesus Christ that brings hope and forgiveness. Later, we were at an isolated refugee camp. The physical needs were obvious. “What do you need most?” The …

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        We are humbled and honored that nearly 1000 readers like you are daily visiting our blog.  If you enjoy what you read, please use one of the social media buttons (above) to spread the word.   Thank you, Curt Iles Creekbank Stories: Stories Worth Telling   We’re posting chapters from our new ebook,  Trampled Grass, daily.   …

We are humbled and honored that nearly 1000 readers like you are daily visiting our blog.  If you enjoy what you read, please use one of the social media buttons (above) to spread the word. Thank you, Curt Iles Creekbank Stories: Stories Worth Telling        A word from Curt Fatigue. It means exhaustion. An inability (or desire) to …

We continue our march through our new ebook, Trampled Grass.  Chapter 32 (below) is one of my favorite stories from the book.  Be sure to read the updated postscript. We’re posting chapters from our new ebook,  Trampled Grass, daily.   You can download a copy in four ways: Read sample chapters or purchase at Amazon. Read sample chapters or purchase at …

Faith is the confidence that what we hope for will actually happen; it gives us assurance about things we cannot see. –Hebrews 11:1 NLT “Water is invisible when it’s underground. God put it down there and it’s our job to find it.” –Silva, Ugandan Hydrologist  Note boys in tree watching drilling Drilling a borehole is an true act of faith. …

A word from Curt Two words today: Love and Water. Two things needed for life. Enjoy our essay on these two below.   We’re posting chapters from our new ebook,  Trampled Grass, daily. You can download a copy in four ways: Read sample chapters or purchase at Amazon. Read sample chapters or purchase at Smashwords. You can download a free PDF …

        A word from Curt Truth.  It’s knowing the facts.  Seeing for yourself.  It’s the theme of this story. You’ll meet Oscar. And his dad. And a new word.  Ground truthing.   We’re posting chapters from our new ebook,  Trampled Grass, daily. You can download a copy in four ways: Read sample chapters or purchase at Amazon. Read …

Bouncing along on a northern Uganda road, it’s hard to miss the colorful students. Parades of brightly dressed children are walking home from school. We’re north of Gulu in the heart of Acholi land. Africa is a land of brightness. No mild colors here. Pastels are passé here. Every school has its uniform colors. As the kilometers pass, we go …

 A Selfie: Adeit, Margaret, and Mzee   “My Father is always working, and so am I.” –Jesus in John 5:17   We stand amazed daily. Really. Amazed at the creative ways God is working all around us. He can even use a deck of cards to draw a family to him. We learned years ago that two things are good …

Chapter cover: Hero Margaret at her tukul. Alere Refugee Camp, Uganda Header: Margaret holds Maggie Iles This book is filled with the term hero. It’s a medallion-like word reserved for angels and brave men and women. How do you define a hero? That’s why Margaret is a hero. Margaret lost both of her parents in South Sudan’s war. A member …

We’ve got a roof over our heads. And the kids are all fed. And the woman I love most of all Lies close beside me in our bed. Lord, give me the eyes to see Exactly what’s it’s worth And I will be the richest man on earth.” –Paul Overstreet “Richest Man on Earth” Paul Overstreet’s “Richest Man on Earth.” …

I’m not sure I’ve ever seen anything that looked more out of place. As my grandpa said, “It was like a saddle on a pig.” Brand new shiny playground equipment in the midst of a ragtag barren refugee camp. I walked over to a swing set and pushed on it. It was cemented in the ground. Just as I thought: …

The old man nodded at the dark clouds beyond the mountains. “The rains are coming.” We looked at the mass of South Sudanese refugees. Hundreds of women, pots and dishes in hand, standing in line for their daily allotment of cooked food. A long line of yellow jerry cans stretching to faucets attached to a huge container.                                                                 Water …