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Louisiana Evacuees: You may be displaced but never misplaced.

Today’s blog post comes from our new book,  Trampled Grass. Learn how you can download a free copy or buy your autographed copy at www.creekbank.net This story,  “Misplaced” has been on my mind all week. These words are so pertinent during this time of crisis ...

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Holding the Rope

    Each Sunday we share prayer needs. Here are three priorities for this week: Today (July 10) I am sharing about missions at Cold Springs Baptist Church. I’ll be with our lifetime friend, Wade Carroll.  Pray for clarity and passion as I share. I’m ...

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A Memorable Man: Uncle Buddy

A word from Curt This week I’m Camp Missionary at Dry Creek Baptist Camp.  The following story on Buddy Woods and Kenneth Trent reminds me of how important imparting a love of missions is. Enjoy. Uncle Buddy I’ve always loved missionaries. Those who serve God ...

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Sheep need Shepherds

Like Sheep without Shepherd. I understand the term “mass of humanity.” An entire country on the move. Moving away from war and toward the hope of safety. A mass of humanity. I recall cinematic images. Gone with the Wind and the wounded after the Battle ...

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Sad Eyes

A word from Curt Uno. I’m camp missionary at Living Waters Kid’s Camp this week.  Africa and missions are on my mind.  That’s where this story comes from.   It’s a card game called Uno. You know it as a card game. I call it ...

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Two Enduring Lessons.

Pa and Doten

One taught me how to live . . . The other taught me how to die.   They’ve both been gone for nearly half a century. I was seven and ten, respectively when my paternal great grandparents died. We called them Pa and Doten, and ...

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April 6: It’s Whippoorwill Day

    It’s April 6. Whip-poor-will day. Let’s go to Dry Creek. Enjoy this reader favorite from our third short story collection, Wind in the Pines.     Whip-poor-will Day Hear that lonesome whip-poor-will, he sounds too blue to fly. It seems he’s lost the ...

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Two Truths That Never Change

A word from Curt  This is one of my favorite African images. It’s near the entrance to a large refugee camp in northern Uganda. The sign is homemade and heart felt. If you love people, people will love you. 2. Trust God.   About 82.7% ...

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Provisions and Peace

  DeDe and I are sharing today about the needs of Voluntary Retiring Missionaries. These are career overseas workers who’ve chosen to take voluntary early retirement in our organization, the International Mission Board.   Here is the outline of our presentation:   Pray for peace ...

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A Short Post on Giving Big

I’m thinking about thanksgiving. Not the day but the attitude. It’s about gratitude. And it should be about giving. All day long, an image has been playing out in my mind. A small dirt-floored church in a northern Kenyan refugee camps. Hundreds of South Sudanese ...

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Where Sand Africa meets Grass Africa

  We’re no longer in Africa but Africa is still in us. I’ve been thinking about the Sahel this week. It’s where Sand Africa meets Grass Africa.   “We were showing “The Jesus Film” outdoors in a village. Just at the moment of Jesus’ crucifixion, ...

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Booted out of the Mall

                Holding the Rope in Prayer: Pray for DeDe’s tutoring. Pray for Curt as he writes As the Crow Flies. God’s guidance for our precious children and grandchildren.  Thanks for praying! Booted out of the Mall I have ...

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Every Picture Tells a Story: African Sojourn

  It’s true:  every picture does tell a story. It’s also a fact that a picture is worth a thousand words. These are the highlight images from our African sojourn. Enjoy. Dream. Pray. Clicking on an image will take you to the respective story that ...

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Thoughts on Shooting Cecil

I’m sure you’ve followed the recent furor over Zimbabwe’s Cecil the Lion/Dentist Killer story.  Here’s my take. Shooting Cecil   The headlights illuminated his silhouette. He was crouched in the edge of the tall grass. I’d been hunting for him all week. One of us ...

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