John Matthew Walker

Death hangs like a menacing cloud threatening to wash away all hope. Sorrow pours like unforgiving rain, and all celebration of life is buried in its flood. The soul cries out against tears and pain. But hope is not lost. Hope is the everlasting, unyielding anchor that holds the ship of Faith afloat. The storm rages and bangs against the ship. Waves pound its side and wash over the deck. But the anchor holds, and the ship floats. Though the storms of life rage against us. Bea

Imagine your name is Seong, and you are a pastor in North Korea. Authorities have discovered that you have been telling friends and neighbors stories from the Bible. You have even baptized a few of your friends. Those closest to you are devastated. They want to help but feel powerless. Worse yet, they've discovered one of them was the informant who turned you in. There is little hope. You know will be arrested the following day. If you run, you only endanger your remaining fr