By David Dick, who serves with InFaith in Wyoming

I’m riding along in a ranch pick-up, the wind blowing about 30 miles an hour, and Gerald is telling me about his grandfather’s personal praying spot: “I found this out kind of by accident,” he said. “I had killed a coyote and tossed it up in this notch in some rocks, planning to pick it up later on my way back. Later my grandfather told me, ‘Don’t be throwing no stinking coyote by my prayer rock anymore.’” I asked him if he thought it was holy ground; he said he didn’t know about that, but he had staked a claim on it as a place where he and God could be alone.

I know that God has put a claim on us – He has made us, and He has bought us with His own blood. But how important is it that I stake a claim on God? Lord, Jehovah, you are my God, and besides you there is none other! Continue →

By Elsie Centeno, who serves with InFaith in Philadelphia

A couple of weeks ago my son’s fiancée, Lisette, stopped over to see me on her way to an activity at a church. She left and came back hours later, all upset that she had somehow lost the diamond from her engagement ring.

We searched the whole house but didn’t find it. My son took his brother and Lisette back to the church and they looked all over there, but still no diamond. The next day and throughout the next two weeks I cleaned and searched the whole house – nothing. Continue →