by Troy Tysdal | identity Blog
On February 26, 2020, a little over two weeks before the severity of the Coronavirus became common knowledge in North America, my wife and I boarded a plane with our two boys—one nine years old and the other six. We were flying from Minneapolis to Orlando on a family...
by Lukas Kjolhaug | identity Blog
I remember the first time I saw pornography. I was sitting in the back seat on my way to an event with some buddies. With a sly grin on his face, my friend riding shotgun turned around, opened up the magazine he had been reading, and let the centerfold fall out: “What...
by Anonymous | identity Blog
Dark experiences have spawned my hatred for silence. I think of silence as an invitation to dine at a table of cold spoilage from the fridge of my memory. Even more, it is from this fridge that all my unresolved life pains present themselves only to be digested...
by Kristian Anderson | identity Blog
Growing up in Brooklyn, New York in the 1980s and 90s meant that I was no stranger to violence. I remember waking up in the middle of the night to the sound of gunshots on my street. I remember being given instructions to avoid walking down certain blocks due to the...
by Harold Rust | identity Blog
The world has come to North America… and that includes Red Deer, Alberta. We believe this is much more than coincidental. Our God loved the world so much that he gave his only Son. He desires that the nations hear the gospel—nations that he brought to the world, into...
by Gaylan Mathiesen | identity Blog
Each Tuesday I serve as an adult literacy volunteer, helping a man I’ll call Ivan learn to read English. Ivan came to the United States during the Yugoslav Wars in the 1990s. Though his family was Orthodox Christian, they lived very peaceably in the dominantly Muslim...
