Stories
Some plant. Some water.
We celebrate lives touched, not products sold. These are seeds — some just planted, some finally breaking ground.
Boise, Idaho
The barista asked first
She'd been making my coffee for a year. She read the word on my hat, laughed, and asked what it meant. I told her the truth: it means I'm trying to notice people. She cried a little. We prayed by the milk fridge.
Nairobi, Kenya
A shirt on a long bus ride
Someone across the aisle pointed at the seedling and said, 'That's from Corinthians, isn't it?' Four hours later we were still talking. He asked me to send him a Bible. I did.
Manchester, UK
The request I almost didn't post
I wrote it at 2am and nearly deleted it. Two hundred people prayed for my brother. He doesn't know. I do. Some seeds take years, and that's alright.
Austin, Texas
Twelve conversations, no arguments
I stopped trying to win and started asking better questions. Turns out curiosity opens doors that arguments never did.
Lima, Peru
A scanned code at a trailhead
A stranger scanned the code on my sleeve while we waited out the rain. He didn't want to talk. He wanted someone to pray. So we did, quietly, under a rock ledge.
Halifax, Nova Scotia
Our church adopted the shelter
It started as one shirt and one question at a potluck. Now eleven of us show up on Thursdays. Celebrate obedience more than outcomes.
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