Run to Win
How is the run of your life today? We are continually tempted to draw back, let up, and give in…
Maybe it seems easier to revert back to the old way of doing things – to figure out life on our own. Perhaps it seems as though God just hasn’t come through and life is only getting harder, not easier.
So how should we live in the face of doubts or the temptation to do life our way? How can you and I run faithfully for Christ?
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Voice for the Voiceless
Millions of men, women, and children are voiceless. No one will come near them, hear them, or help them.
Abused. Trafficked. Neglected. Voiceless. As followers of Jesus, how will we reflect the Jesus we follow?
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Gospel to India 2017
Today, I’m thrilled to tell you that God has given me the opportunity to be involved in this very same discipleship process of teaching future pastors and leaders, who will be able to teach others also… in the nation of India.
Here’s a fun video I put together with my lovely daughter, Everlynn, in which we share all the details…
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A Letter from the Breznau Clan
Your prayers, love, and encouragement have been an immense source of sustaining grace over the past year.
So we’d like to share a little bit more with you about all that God wrapped up into 2016 and what we’re up to right now, along with some pictures, kid jokes, and more…
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The Perfect Gift
My wife, Stephanie, is a fantastic, deal-finding Christmas shopper extraordinaire. Several days ago she announced to me that all our Christmas gifts were purchased. . . except for just two items. Apparently a couple people we deeply love seem to have most everything they want and need, which, of course makes them nearly impossible to “gift” at Christmastide.
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New Paint
“Papa, I just can’t get the f-word out of my head! Ahh!!” cried my seven-year-old son, Hudson.
His frustration was mounting. I could see anxiety rising in his young heart. His bright eyes were now clouded with fear. A tear trickled down his warm cheek.
He reached out and placed his small hand on my shoulder, and whimpered, “I don’t know what to do… please, Papa. Help me.”
