Ethan McNeil 
The dreaded night has finally arrived. I still can’t quite believe the mess I got myself into. When I had asked Jesus to my home for supper it had been a spur of the moment invitation and not at all thought through. At the time of the invite I had just heard him share an … Read more
Reference: Matthew 8:23-27 ~ Mark 4:35-41 ~ Luke 8:22-25 I have never been sea sick before but right now I am getting the full experience. The boat has been rocking for hours and I don’t think I can take it any longer. I lean over the side of the boat and let out a moan. … Read more
I feel kind of helpless as I’m being carried up this long row of stairs. The two men hold me up as they ascend step after step. “I really would help you if I could,” I say half-jokingly. “You seem to have put on weight since yesterday,” one of the men laughs. “Well, we’re almost … Read more
“I would prefer to stay indoors today,” I say calmly. “Sunlight might not be good for my bones.” “Nonsense!” my friend objects, standing in the doorway of my bedroom. From my position I can see there are others behind my friend. “Who is out there?” I inquire. My friend turns around as if to see … Read more
“. . . And a quarter page ad only runs fifty dollars.” The elderly woman stirs from her sleep. Who is this person talking and what is he doing on her porch? “Excuse me?” she says when she identifies a teenage boy standing on her porch steps. “Do you realize I was taking a nap?” … Read more