He was sent to the office because he had been caught stealing, but when they question him about the incident they realized he wasn’t a bad kid, he was a hungry kid.
The SnackPack for Kids Program Coordinator, Bonnie, was sharing with me an email she had received from a school counselor at a local high school. A teen boy had been sent to the office for stealing another kid’s lunch. As the counselor tried to get to the bottom of the story she realized that this was more than a disciplinary issue… it was a hurting kid who was scared of facing another weekend with nothing to eat. That’s where Bonnie and the team at Samaritan Community Center came in. Now, this young man doesn’t have to worry about where he’ll find food every weekend, because he’s being supplied with a weekly SnackPack every Friday.
Do you remember the last time you received a hand-written letter in the mail? We have so many instant ways of communicating today that it’s pretty special when someone takes the time to send a hand-written note. This is especially true when the words shared on paper give you an opportunity to get to know the heart behind the person writing the letter.
I received such a letter recently. The writer, who we’ll call Laura, began by thanking KLRC for the role God has allowed the station to play in her life.
If we could have coffee today I’d say, "God has not forgotten you."
When life gets tough, we can feel as if God has forgotten us. We wonder if perhaps his schedule just got a bit busy. Maybe he placed us where we are and then got distracted by something else. Or it could be that he has some idea of what’s going on but the details escape him — after all, he has a lot to manage.
Some of the greatest books and movies ever written involve the joining of unlikely friendships. They fascinate us. We watch these seemingly misplaced characters wrestle out their differences and in the end we celebrate their success.
I'm always amazed by the lengths God will go to. The creative ways he will pursue adopting us into His family, even using a radio station fundraiser! A year ago we met Rosa when she called one of our Sharathon volunteers. That day she didn't just give a donation, she gave her heart to Jesus. We were honored to welcome her into God's family, and for the last year God has used your support of KLRC to make a positive difference in her life.
My husband is a great guy but he doesn’t have rhythm. One night we turned on some music and danced in our living room. We weren't in sync at all. But then I had a thought: What if I just let him lead?
He didn't gain perfect rhythm in those few minutes, but I became a better dance partner.
We are overwhelmed at the incredible response to our "BE LOVE" Valentines project! Thank you for coming together and creating over 8,000 valentines to encourage the hearts of seniors who are home-bound or in nursing homes...
As I made the drive to meet her, I was once again reminded of how big God’s dreams are! Three years ago when we began building our new KLRC signal at 90.9 FM, we could only dream about the impact that a signal reaching over 100 miles might have for people like Lisa who need to be reminded about the Hope of Jesus. I was making my weekly visit to our "Office of the Week," this time to the team at Community Options in Chelsea, OK. I was not prepared for the story I was about to hear.
This is the time of the year that we emphasize love. Generally we think of romantic love, but true love is so much more than kisses and flowers.
Romans 13:8-10 says, "Let no debt remain outstanding, except the continuing debt to love one another, for he who loves his fellowman has fulfilled the law. The commandments, 'Do not commit adultery,' 'Do not murder,' 'Do not steal,' 'Do not covet,' and whatever other commandment there may be, are summed up in this one rule: 'Love your neighbor as yourself.' Love does no harm to its neighbor. Therefore love is the fulfillment of the law."
Mamie moved to Northwest Arkansas in the mid-1950s. She said things have changed a bit since then. Can you imagine? I’ve lived here since the mid-1990s and things have changed drastically in that time, I can’t imagine another forty years of growth that Mamie has experienced. When Mamie moved to Fayetteville she came with her husband and children. She’s now a widow, and her kids have moved and have busy families of their own.