BOGO has always been one of my favorite phrases. Who doesn’t love to buy one get one? But recently I’ve found something I love more than BOGO: Buy One Give One. That’s the model that Tacos 4 Life was built on.
“It’s one thing for a community to be pro-life and to encourage that, but for that same community to come behind and rally and support those girls that are choosing life and get involved… that’s what we do here with them. ” Jen Heart, Development Director at Compassion House.
For more than 20 years, CASA of Northwest Arkansas has been serving kids right here in our community who need someone to be an advocate on their behalf. Kids who are abused or neglected face many things that are hard for them to process.
Several months ago I got to meet with the staff and house parents at Cookson Hills and hear about all that God has been up to. I also got to tour their beautiful property where kids come to heal. When you pull onto the property at Cookson you instantly feel peaceful.
Home. It’s something that many of us take for granted. But for some, home is a dream that seems unobtainable. That's where Habitat for Humanity comes in. Since the first Habitat house was built in the early 1970's, more than 800,000 families now have a home.
They say that time is relative. The span of a lifetime is long, unless a lifetime is only 99 days. Matt and Ginny Mooney know how short 99 days is. It’s the number of days they got to share life with their first born son Eliot.
When I think back over my life about the things that have made the biggest difference to me mentoring is at the top of the list. The men and women who have poured into me through the gift of their time have shaped my life.
I always notice it when the temperature turns colder, the ringing in the air. I’m sure you’ve heard it too as you're trying to complete your Christmas errands. Maybe like me, you’ve dug cold fingers into your wallet looking for some change to drop into the Red Kettle.
Sometimes pain can be the catalyst that God uses to completely change the course of our lives, and for Sammy that’s exactly what happened. Sammy lost her best friend since 3rd grade, Deborah, in 2012. Deborah had been adopted and Sammy wanted to do something to honor her memory that would help other foster kids like Deborah.
When my grandmother was in her final days of life I was afraid to go see her. As a young woman I had never experienced the loss of a loved one and I didn’t know what to expect.