I meant to post this during the week, and this morning actually, but for some reason I forgot. I hope some of you faithful readers and prayer warriors get this before tomorrow afternoon (Czech time), because I need prayer! Here is the deal, my pastor is gone and I am filling in by sharing my story (i.e. testimony about how I came to faith) at my church here in Prague. With class, VISA papers, and etc. this week I didn’t have time to “prep” but I prayed often about it as I was sitting on public transportation. If you would pray for the words that God wants that would be cool, BUT the bigger prayer is this – LORD-WILLING, 5-6 of my guys (Lion’s players) will be coming to hear me speak. For most of them this is the first church experience they will have ever had. Yes you read that correctly, this will be their first church experience. Pray that God would SHOW up in some ridiculous ways BECAUSE He’s got to if anything will happen. Church starts at 4:30 here in Prague, so that is 10:30 Eastern time and 9:30 for you Central peeps, and well I think you get the point! Pray for some “Lydia experiences!”
One who heard us was a woman named Lydia, from the city of Thyatira, a seller of purple goods, who was a worshiper of God. The Lord opened her heart to pay attention to what was said by Paul. Acts 16:14
Lord open hearts…

I have many friends out there who have ragged me for loving the writing and preaching of 
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I want to help you understand a bit of what my adventure in becoming nothing looks like. Because it isn’t easy, and it won’t be easy for you either, but I really believe God is calling His Bride, the Church, to learn the language of our cultures, thus becoming nothing, so that they may share in the blessings of the Gospel with us. So here is a portion of the introduction to one of my trusted books in this season of my life,
Yesterday began at 5:45. It was so early because I had to make it to the train station by 7 am; in order to do this I had to catch Tram 26 at 6:17. After shaking the cobwebs out on an early Saturday morning I made it to the tram station with time to spare, BUT as I stepped onto the tram it dawned on me that we were leaving the country and going to Bratislava, Slovakia for our 1st place show down with the Monarchs. The thought was. “Do I need my passport?â€





