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Good News Story: Finding A Job…When You Least Expect It

A woman named Emily had to quit her job because of health problems.  Emily was collecting disability but wanted to get a part-time job to make ends meet. She kept applying and interviewing with no luck.  She was really discouraged, so she started performing random acts of kindness to make herself feel better. Then, one day, one of her random acts started a ripple effect.  Read about it here!

He is the same–ALWAYS! ~ Garrett

Are You Ready to Trust Him This Week?

A great reminder to “trust” Him as we kick off a new week! ~ Garrett

A Poem From Max Lucado

It’s Garrett from Shine Afternoons and all of here at the New Shine.FM are lifting up lifting up the families and friends of those involved in last Friday morning’s tragedy in Newtown, CT. Max Lucado shared this poem over the weekend, and I thought it was a fitting way to start the week.

Dear Jesus,

It’s a good thing you were born at night. This world sure seems dark. I have a good eye for silver linings. But they seem dimmer lately.

These killings, Lord. These children, Lord. Innocence violated. Raw evil demonstrated.

The whole world seems on edge. Trigger-happy. Ticked off. We hear threats of chemical weapons and nuclear bombs. Are we one button-push away from annihilation?

Your world seems a bit darker this Christmas. But you were born in the dark, right? You came at night. The shepherds were nightshift workers. The Wise Men followed a star. Your first cries were heard in the shadows. To see your face, Mary and Joseph needed a candle flame. It was dark. Dark with Herod’s jealousy. Dark with Roman oppression. Dark with poverty. Dark with violence.

Herod went on a rampage, killing babies. Joseph took you and your mom into Egypt. You were an immigrant before you were a Nazarene.

Oh, Lord Jesus, you entered the dark world of your day. Won’t you enter ours? We are weary of bloodshed. We, like the wise men, are looking for a star. We, like the shepherds, are kneeling at a manger.

This Christmas, we ask you, heal us, help us, be born anew in us.

Hopefully,
Your Children

-Max Lucado