You can help prepare leaders like Joseph Abosi to reach young people with the good news. When I was a teenager, responding to altar calls became routine. Time and time again, after giving my life to Christ I found myself falling back into sin. This was...
Read MoreYou can give secondary students like Jamaly Ignas Kazimoto a lasting gift. My name is Jamaly Ignas Kazimoto. I am a student at Muyenzi Secondary School. My parents always advised me to be God-fearing, but I did not listen to them. When a person disturbed me...
Read MoreSheung Un is nurturing a culture of lifelong learning among seminary graduates in China. This year we will provide graduates with a copy of Love as We First Met by Dr Benjamin Wat and Dr Rachel Wat-Lai. “In our ministry journey, we meet brothers and sisters with...
Read MoreI was born in 1999 in Ormoc City, Leyte. I am the youngest of two children. We were raised by God-fearing parents. We were Roman Catholic and each night we prayed the rosary and recited the Angelus. From my father, I learned to trust God in...
Read MorePioneering publisher and bookseller Beatriz Buono honours outgoing SparkLit president. I served with John and Gayelene Harrower in the shadow of the military dictatorship; a time of great fear and pain in Argentina. Without their example and encouragement, my family and I would not be who...
Read MoreLast year John Harrower concluded 31 years service on the boards of the Australian Christian Literature Society and the Society for Promoting Christian Knowledge Australia; now known as SparkLit. He was president from 2005 to 2021. John Harrower arrived in Argentina with his wife Gayelene, and...
Read MoreIn Japan we say “the nail that sticks up will be hammered down.” We are expected to be like everyone else and not shame our family. My parents were the first believers in my family. This caused conflict with their parents. When we went to church...
Read MoreI was born in Panawac, a remote village in Pacong County. My tribe is Dinka, my clan is Agaar. We are a stubborn, unforgiving and hostile people. During the rainy season I looked after the goats and worked in our garden to grow food. In the...
Read MoreWhack! The orphanage director picked me up and slapped my cheek. “Why did you hit me?” I protested. Whack! He slapped my other cheek even harder. Tears rolled down my face. Nobody came to my defence. “Salute during the national anthem! This is no time to play!” “But, the...
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