Exploring the tough questions about life, faith and Christ.
It seems like everyone is going or has gone on a short-term missions trip. Our social-media feeds are flooded with people asking for support and many of us have been the ones on the other side, asking for support and prayer as we prepare to enter another country or culture to serve. Are short-term missions trips actually beneficial? Can we really help those who are in need with our time and finances during such a short amount of time? We have taken a look at two different sides of short-term missions and the role that they play in missions and our hearts.
Articles by Emily Mattioli & Juliana Cole
We are ash and dust
A kaleidoscope of whirling pieces
Atoms and cells shifting & moving in our life dance
Of broken bones and mended hearts
We are bone of your bone
Rib hidden beneath your heart that beats for us
Our DNA is twisted with who you are
Between every strand
Grace and glory rising in our beings
Mountains declare the glory
Rising into air that we cannot breath
Lungs expanding with the holy & the fire longing
This is what we are made for
To know you
Our atoms shift and long
We grasp for the knowing of You
This is what we are
Sand and mountain
Web and drop of clear water on cusp of golden leaf
You are the light dancing
And grace aching sweet in our hearts thawed from ice
We are broken
We are woven together in divine plan.
If I rise on the wings of the sunrise and live on the far side of the sea
Even there I am held.
On the tops of mountains
In the valley darkness
We cannot go where you are not
We are this: sand and chaff
Tossed by wind and swept by wave
We are heavy,
We know all that we are
That we have done
Show me how you see me.
I am dust made clay
Pressed heavy, compressed, dirt
You are bringing me up
Darkness to light,
You are pressing and molding
Dust to dust and clay to cup,
Spilling mercy, full of grace
Held hollow and full.
Spun round and stretched full
Hands open, twirling in freedom
Grasping for wind with fingers
Pressed down, raised up.
Centered to hollow
Centered to spin smooth
Atoms and carbon whirling in perfect unity
Molecules aligned with this mountain
Dust, ash, air
Full, held, hollowed,
Poetry & Film by Juliana Cole
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