January 1. John Newton. Newton spent a number of years trying to get rich by selling human beings. But God saved him and gave him a fruitful ministry. With the poet William Cowper, Newton published a volume of hymns. On this date in 1773, Newton introduced a hymn he wrote—”Amazing Grace.” An executive at Broadcast Music said, “It may be the most recorded song on the planet.” It’s estimated that the hymn is performed 11,000 times a year. 

Fifteen years later, he published Thoughts Upon the African Slave Trade. He opened it with an apology for what he had done as a slave-trader and then he described the trade in all its evil atrocity. A copy went to every member of Parliament. Within twenty years, Parliament made the slave-trade illegal in the British empire. Newton was a rich man in the truest sense. Here’s his story. 

When a wise man wants God’s help, he’s man enough to ask for it. 

The slave ship lurched so hard it knocked John Newton from his bunk. In his captain’s quarters, the floor was already flooded. He scrambled up the ladder and threw open the hatch to the deck. 

A flash of lightning struck, lighting the ship as bright as an eerie day, like the moment before a hurricane hit. The upper deck on the port side had been torn away, and as the ship pitched, their precious provisions spilled into the raging sea. 

“All hands on deck!” Newton yelled. He refused to panic. “Sound the alarm!” 

Torrents of rain engulfed them and made it tough to breathe. They gasped. Tried to talk. But thunder cracked so close, the crash reverberated in the air around them and in their skulls. One moment, lightning illuminated the fractured ship, and the next, its absence plunged them into a sightless void. 

With all his strength Newton worked the pump, but water gushed into the ship faster than any human could pump it out. With buckets, kettles, pots, and pans, every crew member bailed to save his life. But the water in the ship continued to rise. 

As a slave trader, Captain Newton had been through many storms, but this terrifying tempest made him feel helpless. In his mind, he was 11-years-old again begging his father to get them out of the wind and water. He wanted to live. 

Another monster wave crashed against the shattering ship, and Newton cried out now for his Father. His Heavenly Father. 

“Please, God,” he prayed, “I know that I am a terrible sinner. No man has ever deserved Your mercy less than I do, but I beg You to help me!” But here he was—a slave-ship captain! Surely, his share of God’s mercy had been spent long ago. 

Lungs burning, core muscles screaming, with nowhere else to turn, Newton prayed as fervently as he pumped. And he kept it up. 

Then, in new slivers of calm between blasts of wind, Newton heard a sailor yell, “The storm! It’s passing!” 

The rush of relief almost undid Newton. “Thank you, Father.” 

Nine hours after the storm began, a shaft of late-morning sun streaked through still-angry clouds, and soon the wind gave up its assault. The men breathed easier, though they were still in danger. 

Newton ordered every man to strip his bedding and use it to stop the leaks. Towels, pillows, blankets, and clothes were stuffed into the cracks and nailed down with boards to keep the battered ship afloat. They aimed the ship toward England. 

With their firewood lost, men huddled together, so they wouldn’t freeze. There was little food left, and what fish they managed to catch by hand, they had to eat raw. Every day they grew colder and weaker. On the tenth day, a man died. 

As his men lost hope for salvation, Newton wrestled with God over his own salvation. Many times in his life he had narrowly been saved from death. Each time, he had turned to God, but as soon as the danger was over, he dove back into his life of sin—always deeper than the time before. Why would God answer the prayer of a man like that? 

Through long sleepless nights, Newton ransacked the pages of a borrowed Bible until he read the words: “For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, and are justified by his grace as a gift, through the redemption that is in Christ Jesus,” (Romans 3:23–24 ESV). 

A gift! “If such grace is possible, save me one last time, Lord. And I will serve you till the day I die.” 

Eighteen days later, the battered ship made it to the coast of Ireland. As soon as every man stood on shore, the wind picked up. The ship groaned one last protest, tilted severely, and sank. 

Knowing that God knows your greatest failures and still extends his grace to you, how does it change your perception of yourself? When a wise man wants God’s help, he’s man enough to ask for it. 

Newton, John, Out of the Depths: The Autobiography of John Newton. Read by William Sutherland. Blackstone on Brilliance Audio, August 7, 2018. MP3CD. 

Strom, Kay Marshall. John Newton: Angry Sailor. Santa Rosa, CA: Books and Such, 2018. 

December 31. Alvin York. Five years after York committed his life to Jesus, the United States invited York to World War I. On the draft notice, York scrawled, “don’t want to fight.” He thought the war was wrong, but cynics thought his conscience was convenient. That’s about where today’s story begins. 

Afterward, York—who had had a total of 9 months of formal education in his life—went on to fight in the war. With 16 other soldiers, he engaged in a firefight with a much larger group of German soldiers, who had a machine gun. Heroically, York disabled the machine gun. Nine of the American soldiers lay dead, and their surviving team members took 132 prisoners. On this date in 1919, York was awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor. 

When he returned to the United States, people compared him to Davy Crocket and Abraham Lincoln, and movie-makers tried to woo him. Companies tried to get him to endorse their products. But York only wanted to go home to Tennessee and resume his quiet life. He had been Sunday school teacher and music leader, and now he wanted to find a way for the young people in his area to get education. Turns out—the cynics were wrong about Alvin York. Here’s how it happened. 

The man who stands up for the Word of God honors the Creator of men. 

York explained, “The Bible said, ‘Thou shalt not kill.’ That was so definite a child could understand it.” But when his nation called him to war in 1917, York faced the greatest dilemma of his life. 

“There were two reasons why I didn’t want to go to war. My own experience told me that it weren’t right. And the Bible were agin it, too.” York had admittedly lived a hard life of sin and promised he would never return to that life. A battle raged within him as his conscience told him war was wrong, but his beloved ancestors had fought and killed for his country. He readily identified with the Apostle Paul’s struggle when he wrote, “but I see in my members another law waging war against the law of my mind and making me captive to the law of sin that dwells in my members” (Romans 7:23 ESV). 

York wanted to be both a good Christian and a good American. Deep in prayer and contemplation, he trekked through the mountains of his native Pall Mall, TN, and he spent hours reading his Bible. “I jes couldn’t make up mind that that the Bible were wrong. And I couldn’t make up my mind Uncle Sam were right. I was a soul in doubt.” 

He wrote his local draft board seeking conscientious-objector status, but they refused. After numerous failed appeals, and in consultation with his pastor, York reported for duty. 

During training, he continually informed his superiors of his objection to killing another person in any form. One of his commanders—Major Edward Buxton—also shared faith in Christ, and this pleased York greatly. They talked together about their beliefs and Bible passages. Buxton enlightened York with several verses on just causes for war, such as Jesus’ command to buy a sword. 

“I believed the Lord was in that room,” York said. 

And he left that room knowing Major Buxton would relieve him from frontline duty if that’s what York decided. 

The Army issued York a pass home, and he spent more time in the Bible and praying in the mountains. 

The Lord answered him on that mountain and met him in his burden. A peace came over York. And he returned for duty. In due time—for his heroic actions on the battlefield—York became one of the most decorated soldiers of World War I and a national hero. 

God delivered York from his internal battle, so he could lead others to victory on a European battlefield. 

“Behold, we consider those blessed who remained steadfast. You have heard of the steadfastness of Job, and you have seen the purpose of the Lord, how the Lord is compassionate and merciful” (James 5:11 ESV). 

Is there a struggle you can take to the Lord today? The man who stands up for the Word of God honors the Creator of men. 

York, Alvin Cullum, et al. Sergeant York: His Own Life Story and War Diary. New York, NY: Racehorse Publishing, 2018. 

Birdwell, Dr. Michael. “Sergeant Alvin York.” Legends and Traditions of the Great War. http://​www.worldwar1. com/​heritage/​sgtayork.htm.  

Story read by Blake Mattocks 

Story written by Darren Sapp, darrenlsapp@gmail.com 

December 30. John Smith. Smith had trained to be a baker, but he applied to be a missionary. He was accepted and soon ordained. On this date in 1816, Smith sailed to Guyana, a tropical country bordered by Venezuela on the west, a country that drove its economy on the backs of human slaves. 

In the next 4 years, Smith baptized 390 slaves, and his tiny congregation grew to 800 people. 

Smith was only thirty-four years old when he died, but his death became a powerful catalyst in the abolition of slavery in England. Here’s his story.  

Stand up for the voiceless; a godly man’s voice will always make a difference.  

When Smith first landed in Guyana, the Governor demanded to know Smith’s intentions. Smith said he wanted to clearly preach the gospel to the slaves, to teach them the Christian catechism, and to teach them to read it for themselves. 

But the Governor said, “If ever I know you, sir, to teach a slave to read, I will send you out of the colony immediately.” 

But Smith went ahead and taught the people to read, and he taught them the gospel. Many of the slaves risked severe punishment to sneak away and hear Smith preach, and his church got bigger and bigger. 

That kind of success made many of the slave owners anxious. They were against any kind of instruction for the slaves, anything that could possibly make the slaves think they had any power. 

The slave owners thought it dangerous to make slaves Christian brothers. The slaves would see themselves as equal with the slave owners! They would resist their harsh working conditions, or worse, seek their freedom. That would cut into the slave-owners’ prosperity. They couldn’t stand for that. 

When the slaves did rebel, the slave owners tried to cover up the true reason for the rebellion—they had treated the slaves cruelly. And the slave owners blamed Smith for provoking the revolt. Blamed him legally. 

During Smith’s trial, forty-nine witnesses testified against him. Since he had refused to fight against the slaves, the prosecutor was eager to show that Smith opposed slavery and was guilty of inciting the rebellion. 

Smith confessed to the accusation—he was definitely against slavery. He said that if it was a crime to hate slavery, then some of the best men in the world were guilty. He said that since the British government had passed a proposition that “Slavery is repugnant to Christianity,” he—as a minister of the Christian Gospel—shouldn’t have to justify his own belief that slavery is wrong. 

Although the witnesses contradicted one another in their testimony, Smith was found guilty of conspiracy and rebellion and condemned to be hanged. The sentence was submitted to the King of England for approval. 

Smith was then placed in the common jail, where his cell floor sat above the town’s sewage, and gaping holes in the floorboards allowed stagnant-water vapors to rise to the continual detriment of his health. 

While he awaited the King’s decision, Smith wrote a letter to the London Missionary Society. He described his trial and the real causes of the uprising. Smith wrote, “I am satisfied that I am in the Lord’s hand, and there I wish to be. I feel pretty happy in my mind. I know not what judgment awaits me. 

“Sometimes I think my decaying frame will not hold together long enough for [the King’s decision] to affect me. Indeed, I often feel anxious for the period to arrive when I shall inhabit ‘a house not made with hands.’ Pray for me.”  

Still waiting in his smelly cell, Smith’s severe suffering came to an end. Smith took up residence in his new house not made with hands. Back in England, the charges against were dismissed, but he was dead before that news came. 

“Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves, for the rights of all who are destitute. Speak up and judge fairly; defend the rights of the poor and needy” (Proverbs 31:8, 9  NIV). 

Where are you called to make a difference? Your voice will always count—in this life or the life to come. Stand up for the voiceless; a godly man’s voice will always make a difference.  

“Case Study 3: Demerara (1823)—Quamina and John Smith.” The Abolition Project. Accessed August 21, 2020.  http://abolition.e2bn.org/resistance_52.html.  

Imperial Magazine. Memoir of the Rev. John Smith. May: No. 65-Vo. VI. London, England: Caxton Press, 1824.  

Chamerlin, David. Smith of Demerara. London: Colonial Missionary Society, 1923. 

Story read by Peter R Warren, https://www.peterwarrenministries.com/ 

December 29. Jacob DeShazer. On December 7, 1941, in a surprise attack, hundreds of Japanese planes attacked Pearl Harbor and inflicted much damage, including 8 battleships and more than 300 airplanes. More than 2,400 Americans died, and another 1000 were wounded. 

Within a month, the United States had planned its own surprise attack on Tokyo and four other Japanese cities, and—in April—the attack was led by Lieutenant Colonel Jimmy Doolittle. Sixteen bombers and eighty volunteer bombardiers were to attack and then fly to the safety of the east coast of China, which they did, but of the sixteen bombers, some landed in China and some crashed there. Some were helped by the Chinese people, but DeShazer and his team were captured by the Japanese. 

On this date in 1948, DeShazer returned to Japan as a missionary, and during his stay there, he established 23 new Christian churches throughout Japan. Listen to this.  

Hate cant destroy a man who is determined to obey Christ. 

DeShazer was a bombardier—one of the eighty men in the famous Doolittle Raid over Japan shortly after the bombing of Pearl Harbor. 

During the raid, DeShazer and his fellow crewmen bailed out of their B-25 Bomber over China and were taken captive by the Japanese as prisoners of war. 

The Japanese moved DeShazer from one prison camp to another, where he saw how the Japanese treated Chinese citizens. He wondered how humans could to that to others. “It was the first time that I had ever been in such a wicked environment,” he said. 

He soon realized they would treat him and his fellow air-crewman the same way. They spent most of their time in solitary confinement and faced beatings and the threat of execution nearly every day. They lived on meager rations and received no treatment for illnesses like dysentery and beriberi. 

As DeShazer endured the endless days with no news of the war or his release, his hatred for his captors deepened. Another prisoner, Lieutenant Robert Meder had shared the Good News of Jesus Christ with DeShazer. The Japanese allowed the prisoners a few privileges, so DeShazer asked for a Bible. He had been raised in a Christian home, but the Bible had no real significance for him. 

He sat in his cell under poor lighting and read the Scriptures over several weeks. He memorized as much of it as he could. In Romans, he read, “If you declare with your mouth, ‘Jesus is Lord,’ and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved” (Romans 10:9 ESV). 

Now DeShazer believed in Jesus, and became his apprentice. Salvation was in his heart, but his body remained locked in a cell. 

And the day after his conversion, one of the guards assaulted DeShazer. The day before, he would have reacted differently. But now, he remembered the words of Jesus: “You have heard that it was said, ‘You shall love your neighbor and hate your enemy.’ But I say to you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you” (Matthew 5:43–44 ESV). 

DeShazer chose to love the guard rather than hate him. He spoke to him kindly no matter the circumstance, and over time, the guard became friendlier. God healed the relationship between prisoner and guard. 

DeShazer spent more than a year after his conversion in captivity. On August 20, 1945, he was finally released, and only a few years later, he returned to Japan as a missionary preaching love and forgiveness to the Japanese people. 

Japanese citizen and former pilot Mitsuo Fuchida had led the attack on Pearl Harbor—the incident that had so deeply angered DeShazer. After the war, Fuchida read one of DeShazer’s pamphlets and became so persuaded that he gave his life to Christ. The pair connected and began to preach alongside one another. 

Is there someone who has hurt you that you could pray for today? Hate cant destroy a man who is determined to obey Christ. 

DeShazer, Jacob. “Jacob DeShazer’s Personal Testimony.” ATS Digital Resources. Whitmore, KY: Marston Memorial Historical Center, 2012. Accessed August 21, 2020. https://​place.asburyseminary.edu/​ecommonsatsdigitalresources/38/

Goldstein, Dr. Donald M. and Carol Aiko DeShazer Dixon. “A Doolittle Raider’s Story of War and Forgiveness.” Return of the Raider. Accesses August 21, 2020. http://​www.jacobdeshazer.com/

“Doolittle Raid 18 April 1942.” Naval History and Heritage Command. Published May 10, 2019. https://​www.history.navy.mil/​browse-by-topic/​wars-conflicts-and-operations/​world-war-ii/​1942/​halsey-doolittle-raid.html

Story read by Blake Mattocks 

Story written by Darren Sapp, darrenlsapp@gmail.com 

December 28. Michael Faraday. Being from a poorish family, Faraday got a minimal formal education. But at fourteen, a local bookbinder took Faraday on as an apprentice—for seven years. During that time, he read a lot and covered a wide range of science. 

When he was twenty-one, Faraday attended four lectures by a famous chemist Humphry Davy at the Royal Institution and then wrote to the man and asked to be his assistant. 

The man turned him down, but within a year Davy appointed Faraday chemical assistant at the Royal Institution. 

Thirteen years later, Faraday founded the Royal Institution’s Friday Evening Discourses and the Christmas Lectures—“the UK’s flagship science series,” which is still broadcast on national TV every year. 

Faraday went on to make many important discoveries about electricity and magnetism. He became Professor of Chemistry at the Royal Military Academy and scientific advisor to Trinity House—a charity that provides for the maritime community and the official authority for lighthouses and other navigational resources. 

On this date in 1848, Faraday delivered his famous Christmas Lecture: “The Chemical History of a Candle.” And that’s where today’s story begins. 

Honor God who created you by doing your duty with honor. 

Michael Faraday warmly began this year’s Christmas Lecture. “And now, my boys and girls, I must first tell you of what candles are made.” His smile immediately captured the evening’s crowd of several hundred people, who had gathered in the familiar lecture theatre. 

The people watched, as he described the qualities of various types of candles, which had been gifted to him for the lecture. He delightfully detailed how each type of candle had been created, and which types would burn with greatest efficiency. 

Observing two cosmetically beautiful candles, designed to cast shadows as they burned, as “a glowing sun above and bouquet of flowers beneath,” Faraday said, “All, however, that is fine and beautiful is not useful. These fluted candles, pretty as they are, are bad candles; they are bad because of their external shape.” 

Faraday then pulled an old, cracked candle from his collection and raised it in one hand for the room to see. He said the candle had been salvaged from a deep shipwreck after more than fifty years in unfavorable conditions. 

“I have here a candle that was taken out of the Royal George, it is said, by Colonel Charles Pasley. It has been sunk in the sea for many years, subject to the action of salt water. It shows you how well candles may be preserved; for, though it is cracked about and broken a great deal, yet when lighted, it goes on burning regularly, and the tallow resumes its natural condition as soon as it is fused.” Faraday then lit the wick of the shipwrecked candle and revealed a strong, golden flame. 

“There is not a law under which any part of this universe is governed which does not come into play and is touched upon in these phenomena. There is no better, there is no more open door by which you can enter into the study of natural philosophy than by considering the physical phenomena of a candle.” 

The crowd watched in fascination. 

As he lit several types of candles, Faraday made his way through the outline of his lecture and experiments, pointing out scientific observations as he went, from how candles burn without immediately being consumed, to how candles can remain a solid and a liquid simultaneously. 

He noted that light, heat, and flame occur without effort at first glance. Then he identified the vast array of chemical and physical interactions that made these simple aspects of a candle possible. A miraculous, complex harmony of natural laws at work. Natural laws which Faraday’s faith caused him to attribute to the reliability of God’s laws. 

“You would hardly think that all those substances which fly about London, in the form of soots and blacks, are the very beauty and life of the flame,” Faraday said. 

Members of the audience nodded silently in agreement. 

Faraday masterfully blended his observations of natural law with his principled faith in God, and closed this historic Christmas lecture with a compelling moral challenge: 

“Indeed, all I can say to you at the end of these lectures … is to express a wish that you may, in your generation, be fit to compare to a candle; that, in all your actions, you may justify the beauty of the taper by making your deeds honourable and effectual in the discharge of your duty to your fellow-men.” 

“‘You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house’” (Matthew 5:14–15 NIV). 

How can you better use your influence at work to bring glory to God? Honor God who created you by doing your duty with honor. 

BBC. “Michael Faraday (1791–1867).” History. Accessed August 21, 2020. http://​www.bbc.co.uk/​history/​historic_​figures/​faraday_​michael.shtml

Brigden, James. “Faraday and the Christmas Lectures: The Chemical History of a Candle.” Homerton College Library Weblog. December 7, 2018. https://​homlib.wordpress.com/​2018/​12/​07/​faraday-and-the-christmas-lectures-the-chemical-history-of-a-candle/

Ouellette, Jennifer. “Christmas with Faraday: The Chemical History of a Candle.” Scientific American. December 25, 2011. https://​blogs.scientificamerican.com/​cocktail-party-physics/​christmas-with-faraday-the-chemical-history-of-a-candle/

Story read by Daniel Carpenter 

Story written by John Mandeville, https://www.johnmandeville.com/ 

December 27. Frederick B Meyer. On this date in 1865, Frederick outlined his understanding of his faith. By 1870, he was pastoring his first church. By about 1878, he founded a church, which he pastored for ten years. He was also a friend of DL Moody and ministered in the US, often focusing on inner-city mission work. 

In his lifetime, Frederick wrote 75 books, including The Secret of Guidance, which was published in 31 editions between 1896 and 2018 in English and Korean. The Worldcat library indicates that Frederick has published 817 works in 2,584 publications in 8 languages for a total of 23,078 library holdings. 

Philosopher Dallas Willard once said that excepting the Bible, if he could only keep one book about hearing from God, he would want it to be Frederick Meyer’s The Secret of Guidance. 

In the introduction to a Moody Classics edition, Willard wrote: “The best way to understand Meyer and this book is to see him as engaged in pastoral spiritual formation, but in the manner so effectively and widely practiced by teachers in the pre-World War I period, when it was assumed that Christianity — being a Christian — was a life to be lived, not just a doctrine to be professed.” 

Men who need a new beginning need a friend to help them find it. 

The local pastor Frederick shrugged into his coat and watched the released prisoners saunter from the jailhouse across the street and right into the local pub. A heavy mist hung over the town, just like the cold haze of liquor hung over these men’s ruined lives. 

He knew too much drink was at the root of a lot of crime—and it was clear to Frederick that the men walked out the front door of the prison and right into the back door of the pub. 

What if someone offered a smile, took them to breakfast instead of a pub, and extended friendship? Could those first few moments of freedom become a new beginning? Frederick got permission to greet the newly released prisoners each morning. 

One day, Frederick noticed an especially ragged man in the line of prisoners to be released. The tear in his pants was barely held together by wide cross-stitches. If it had been raining, his boots would have taken in water at the toe and let it out at the heel! And the man looked dejected. Miserable. Like a tramp. 

Frederick offered him breakfast at the coffee house. 

The beaten-down man was sullen, but he accepted the offer of a meal. 

Then after a bit of hot food, and no preachy attack from Frederick, the man began to talk. He told Frederick he had once been a respectable worker, but after a time in the army, he had started drinking heavily. 

The man was still young. Frederick longed to see him grab hold of a new beginning. Convinced that if men could stop drinking, they could get back on their feet, Frederick carried pledge cards in his pocket. He often asked struggling men to sign a card promising not to touch liquor again. 

Sober from his time in jail, this man signed. Frederick helped him get lodging in a clean, respectable place, away from his old companions. Helped him find work, bought him acceptable clothes, and visited him. One day, he asked the man if he had family. 

He didn’t. 

Frederick pressed—was there really no one who cared for him? Or that he cared for? 

The man hesitated. There was a girl. “But she wouldn’t be likely to look at me now,” he said. 

“You never know,” said Frederick. “These women are wonderful creatures. I’ve known them to stick to a man when he has lost all self-respect. There’s no accounting for a woman’s love.” 

Hope came into the man’s eye, and Frederick had an idea. He offered to ask the woman if she would re-open the friendship, and the man agreed. 

Frederick left in good spirits. Human love was so often a revelation of God’s love. If he could help the man believe someone cared for him, then his friend would have a reason to rise up and be worthy of that love. 

Frederick found the woman. When he explained his errand, there was a look on her face that said it all. She had hope the relationship could be saved. Frederick rushed to his friend and shared the good news. 

Sometime later Frederick saw the two together, strolling arm-in-arm in a nearby park. He slipped away so he wouldn’t intrude upon their new-found joy. Twelve months later, the two were married. 

“On one occasion, an expert in the law stood up to test Jesus. ‘Teacher,’ he asked, ‘what must I do to inherit eternal life?’ ‘What is written in the Law?’ [Jesus] replied. ‘How do you read it?’ 

“‘[The expert] answered, “Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind” and, “Love your neighbor as yourself.”’  

“‘You have answered correctly,’ Jesus replied. ‘Do this and you will live’” (Luke 10:25–28 NIV). 

Is there a new beginning you can invite a friend into? Can you be a friend for someone as he fights for a new beginning? Men who need a new beginning need a friend to help them find it. 

Meyer, B.A., F.B. The Bells of Is Or Voices of Human Need and Sorrow. Chicago, IL: Fleming H Revell, 1894. 

Holman, Bob. F. B. Meyer: If I Had a Hundred Lives. Scotland, Great Britain: Christian Focus Publications, 2007.  

Norlein, Marvin. “Book Excerpt. The Secret of Guidance.” Renovare. Accessed July 6, 2020. https://renovare.org/articles/the-secret-of-guidance

Story read by Daniel Carpenter

December 26. George Washington. Washington represented the colony of Virginia at the Continental Congress, and in June, 1775, he became Commander of the Continental Army. 

On this date in 1776, he led his troops across the Delaware River, which is what today’s story is about. 

In 1781, General Washington and a French general defeated the British forces at Yorktown, and five days later, they surrendered, ending the Revolutionary War. 

From 1789 to 1797, Washington served as the first President of the United States. During that time, he established the Executive Branch of the government, the US Cabinet, a six-ship US Navy, and a treaty with Spain that empowered the US to travel on the Mississippi River. Today’s story begins in the dead of winter during the Revolutionary War. 

Circumstances can tear men down, but well-chosen words can turn them into heroes. 

Christmastime 1776 was anything but merry for General Washington and his troops. Washington wrote, “I am wearied almost to death.” 

Ill-fed, ill-dressed and hundreds just plain ill, the Continental Army’s hope of winning the war was fading fast. Washington figured he needed a win now, that without it—by the new year—he may have no army. So, he orchestrated a bizarrely difficult plan. 

About 1400 Hessian mercenaries held Trenton New Jersey across the Delaware River from Washington and his men. The plan: 3 groups of soldiers would cross the nearly frozen Delaware River and sneak-attack the Hessians. “Washington set the date for the river crossing for Christmas night 1776.” 

“By the time that most of the soldiers had reached the launching point for the boats, … drizzle had turned into a driving rain.” 

Washington and his 2,400 soldiers crammed into high-sided Durham boats—cargo vessels, 40-to-60 feet long. Soldiers loaded horses and heavy artillery onto wire-guided ferries. The river wasn’t frozen enough to walk across, but too clogged with frozen chunks for boats to pass through without brutal effort. 

By 11 PM “… a howling nor’easter made the miserable crossing even worse. One soldier recorded that ‘it blew a perfect hurricane’ as snow and sleet lashed Washington’s army.” 

They crossed where the river was about 300-yards wide, but once across, the men had to march through the dark, 9 miles on roads slick with ice and snow. The Continental Army didn’t have enough boots, so some of the men tied rags around their feet. Others were barefoot. Clothes and weapons were soaked, and the guns wouldn’t fire. Washington ordered the men to attach their bayonets. Tired, sodden, and frostbitten, the men pounded forward. And Washington rode up and down alongside the marching troops and buoyed his men with praise and encouragement. 

By the time the bedraggled army reached Trenton, three hours late—the sun was risen. Washington had lost the advantage of attacking in the dark. But he refused to turn back. “Follow me.” He led his men into battle. 

The Hessian garrison didn’t expect an attack on Christmas; their commander had been injured early in the battle, and without him, they seemed disoriented. The Continental Army surrounded Trenton and defeated the Hessians, and history and artists celebrate Washington crossing the Delaware. 

But he didn’t see it as his big triumph. The next day, in a letter to John Hancock, Washington wrote about his men, “… their Behaviour upon this Occasion, reflects the highest honor upon them. The difficulty of passing the River in a very severe Night, and their March thro’ a violent Storm of Snow and Hail, did not in the least abate their Ardour.” 

“And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds” (Hebrews 10:24 NIV). 

Are you facing a tough job? Does your team need a win now? Consider how you could encourage someone—before, during, or after the fact. Circumstances can tear men down, but well-chosen words can turn them into heroes.  

“10 Facts about Washington’s Crossing of the Delaware River.” George Wahington’s Mount Vernon. Accessed August 20, 2020. https://​www.mountvernon.org/​george-washington/​the-revolutionary-war/​the-trenton-princeton-campaign/​10-facts-about-washingtons-crossing-of-the-delaware-river/

“History.” Washington Crossing Historic Park. Accessed August 20, 2020. https://​www.washingtoncrossingpark.org/​history/

Story read by Chuck Stecker 

Story written by Teresa Crumpton, https://authorspark.org/ 

December 25. Charles Schulz. Schulz was an American cartoonist with a sense of dignity and the power of his work. In 1950, he published the first-ever Peanuts comic strip. It was well-written, well-drawn, and well-loved around the world. People enjoyed the Peanuts cartoons because they addressed deep and complex issues that many people face. The humor served a high purpose, and served it well. 

Schulz had originally named his strip Li’l Folks, but the syndicate changed the name to Peanuts. Later, in an interview, Schulz said: “[The name Peanuts is] totally ridiculous, has no meaning, is simply confusing, and has no dignity—and I think my humor has dignity.” 

And he had dignified fans. President Ronald Reagan once wrote to Schulz and said that the president identified with Charlie Brown. And the 1969 Apollo 10 command module was named Charlie Brown and a lunar module was named Snoopy. Today’s story shows Schulz at his dignified work. 

When you have the boldness to be authentic, people pay attention. 

Schulz kept it real. Whatever he produced was authentic. Whatever he produced could wrestle with life’s biggest questions—and it should!—as long as it resisted the temptation to skim the surface. 

Consider: A Charlie Brown Christmas—the Peanuts classic. Before that first airing, television executives called it “flat.” And it only aired at all because, sponsored by Coca-Cola, it was on the docket. 

Even Schulz’s own team thought it was doomed. After watching it for the first time, one of them said, “I think we’ve ruined Charlie Brown.” 

Yet when it aired that historic Thursday night in 1965, A Charlie Brown Christmas captured nearly half of the television-viewing audience. Soon it won the Peabody Award and an Emmy. 

Now, more than fifty years later, many families consider this cartoon to be the official start of their Christmas celebration. 

According to the method of the day, with A Charlie Brown Christmas, Schulz and his team did everything wrong. At the time, less than nine percent of television shows had religious content, but Schulz insisted that the real story of Christmas be shared. 

“That night some shepherds were in the fields outside the village, guarding their flocks of sheep. Suddenly an angel appeared among them, and the landscape shone bright with the glory of the Lord. They were badly frightened, but the angel reassured them. 

“‘Don’t be afraid!’ he said. ‘I bring you the most joyful news ever announced, and it is for everyone! The Savior—yes, the Messiah, the Lord—has been born tonight in Bethlehem! How will you recognize him? You will find a baby wrapped in a blanket, lying in a manger!’ 

“Suddenly, the angel was joined by a vast host of others—the armies of heaven—praising God: “‘Glory to God in the highest heaven,’ they sang, ‘and peace on earth for all those pleasing him’” (Luke 2:8–14 TLB). 

“If we’re doing this show … I’m going to add some meaning to it. I don’t want it just to be something funny.… I think we should talk about the true meaning of Christmas—at least what it means to me.” 

The director pushed back. “This is religion. It just doesn’t go in a cartoon.” 

Schulz’s retort was firm. “If we don’t do it, who will?” 

When a team member assumed there would be a laugh track, Schulz simply got up and left the room. No discussion. 

Later, critics complained about the jazz music track. Using children instead of adults to do the voices was said to make the show “amateurish.” But A Charlie Brown Christmas worked. Perhaps a better description would be, “It’s authentic.” 

Schulz knew a thing or two about authenticity. For years, his comic strip had been an extension of his personal journey. Charlie Brown, with his introspection and self-doubt, had grown out of Schulz’s struggle. 

He was put two years ahead in school, which made him the perfect target for bullying. Like Charlie Brown, he had often felt left out. After returning home from military service during World War II, Schulz got serious about faith. 

Always one to dig deep, he spent hours studying the Bible, marking up the margins, circling key words, and writing personal insights. As he journeyed and questioned, so did his characters. In 1985 Sally asked, “When we die, will we go to heaven?” 

Charlie responded, “I like to think so.” 

A bit of an enigma, Schulz was never happier than when he had a good idea, was drawing it well, and someone laughed at it. At the same time, he wasn’t satisfied unless his work had depth. 

“I hate shallow humor,” he said. “I hate shallow religious humor, I hate shallow sports humor, I hate shallowness of any kind.” 

For decades Charlie Brown and the gang made society think about the big questions—and a whole culture was impacted. 

“Anybody who is writing finds he puts a little bit of himself in all of the characters, at least in this kind of a strip,” said Schulz. “You have to put yourself, all of your thoughts, all of your observations and everything you know into the strip.” 

Do you put your authentic self into your work? When you have the boldness to be authentic, people pay attention. 

Solomon, Charles and Lee Mendelson. The Art of Making Peanuts Animation: Celebrating Fifty Years of Television Specials. San Francisco: Chronicle Books, 2012. 

Lind, Stephen J. A Charlie Brown Religion: Exploring the Spiritual Life and Work of Charles M. Schulz (Great Comics Artists Series)Mississippi: University Press of Mississippi, November 4, 2015. 

Townsend, Allie. TIME. “Q&A: Charlie Brown Christmas Producer Lee Mendelson.” Published December 23, 2011. https://entertainment.time.com/2011/12/23/qa-charlie-brown-christmas-producer-lee-mendelson/. 

Inge, M. Thomas, editor.  Charles M. Schulz: Conversations. Jackson: University Press of Mississippi, 2000. Charles M Schulz Museum. “The Life of Charles M Schulz.” Accessed July 7, 2020. https://schulzmuseum.org/timeline/

Story read by Joel Carpenter

December 24. Samuel Naaman. Born in Pakistan, Samuel is the son of a Muslim extremist who became a Christian at an early age and raised his children as Christians. 

In Pakistan, Samuel said, though Muslims may deny it, Christians are legally second-class citizens. “That’s how we are raised … We live in persecution forever and ever and ever … That’s the way things are. This is the legacy of believers in Pakistan.” 

When Samuel was first dedicated to the Lord, he had told his father that Christianity was not the way he would go. 

“We were used to missionaries,” Samuel said. “They came. They had their meetings, but—” (You can imagine Samuel shrugging. These things didn’t impact him.) 

But in February, 1980, a team of Christian young people—just a little bit older than Samuel—showed up and spent their days in the streets talking to people. And in the evenings the young people preached Jesus with boldness and great joy. “I saw these young ‘dudes’ … fired up for Jesus. I asked myself, ‘How come they have this passion, and I don’t?’” 

Samuel went forward, received the saving grace of Jesus, changed majors, and joined Operation Mobilization. Now, more than forty years later, Professor Samuel Naaman teaches at Moody Bible Institute and is President and Co-founder of the South Asian Friendship Center. 

In today’s story Samuel is speaking with a former student. 

When we give our anger to the Lord, He replaces it with peace. 

“It was thirty years ago today, actually.” Samuel’s voice caught. 

A minute of silence. 

Gathering himself, he continued to speak in his strong Pakistani accent. 

“It just took one bullet, and my brother paid the ultimate price for sharing the Gospel.” 

Pakistani brothers, Samuel and Joseph, worked together as evangelists, giving out Bibles and preaching the Good News throughout cities and villages in Pakistan. 

Often seen as a threat by Muslim religious extremists, this was dangerous work. And one day, it became deadly. 

On June 2, 1990, an extremist group shot and killed Joseph. 

Devastated, Samuel grieved. He was in pain. And he felt tempted to give into bitterness. But God’s love was more powerful. Samuel trusted the Good News of Jesus, and his trust grew stronger. He made up his mind to continue the work his brother had given his life for. 

“The commitment and calling of the Lord never change,” Samuel says. 

He went on to minister in countries all around the world, before he settled in Chicago to run a center for South Asian immigrants. 

“There were hard times. I have been thrown in jail. I have been depressed, sometimes. But I keep moving. It is not about numbers. I go after one. Can I influence one to find Christ? Let me tell you a story about one …” 

Samuel’s story began in The South Asian Friendship Center, located in the heart of the Indian and Middle Eastern section of Chicago. To the many immigrant visitors, the Christian Center offered English classes, books in many different languages, help with paperwork, and free cups of chai or Indian-spiced tea. 

Over one of those cups of tea, Samuel met Ram. Recently arrived in Chicago from India, Ram was after the American Dream—or so he said. 

Interested in the books for sale, Ram had wandered into the Center. When he realized he was in a Christian-run organization, he became incensed and verbally raged against Christianity. 

Samuel’s co-worker, David, was taken aback by Ram’s forcefulness. But Samuel, who shared a similar culture with Ram, gently explained to Ram that Hollywood movies were not reality, and they were certainly not an accurate representation of Christianity. 

Nevertheless, Ram continued to argue against the Christian faith. Day after day—for weeks—Ram came to the Center, took his cup of chai tea, and sat to begin his arguments. And Samuel never pushed back. He quietly listened, poured tea, and became a real friend to Ram. 

Finally, Samuel told David, “I feel Ram is ready to hear the gospel message.” 

David was shocked. There was no way Ram was ready! 

But Samuel was confident. “He has emptied himself of all his anger and bitterness. He is ready to be filled with the message of the hope of Jesus.” 

It was hard to imagine how Samuel had hope for this oppositional man. 

Samuel explained, “I could see that Ram wasn’t just arguing to claim victory. He came so often to talk to us because he really wanted to know. He really wanted answers. His heart was open. And we were filling his need for fellowship.” 

Samuel and David asked Ram if he would be interested in finding the answers to his questions in the Bible. 

That’s when Ram admitted he had fled India to escape serious problems. He was on the verge of buying a Bible in the bookstore the first day he had come to the Center, but his anger at Christians got in the way. He eagerly accepted the idea of studying the Bible. 

A few weeks after hearing the gospel, waving his wallet, Ram burst into the Center. 

“I prayed to Jesus! And He heard me! I lost my wallet on the street, and I prayed I would find it, and there it was blocks and blocks away, laying there on the sidewalk. And all my money is still there!” 

Ram announced that he would like to be a follower of Jesus. Through genuine friendship, the Word of God, and an answer to a simple prayer, Ram’s anger and bitterness left. In their place, he was filled with the peace he had been searching for. 

One violent act of focused anger and a bullet left Samuel missing a beloved brother. But he let God’s love fill that emptiness. Then Samuel took that patient love, gave it to one angry man, and gained another brother. 

“Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you” (1 Peter 5:7 NIV). 

Have you experienced loss? Has anger filled a hole in your life? Read the Word of God, find a caring friend who listens, and ask God to empty out the anger and fill you with love that overflows into the lives of others. 

When we give our anger to the Lord, He replaces it with peace. 

Based on an interview with Doctor Samuel Naaman, June 2, 2020.  

Story read by Daniel Carpenter 

December 23. Rich Mullins. Rich grew up on a farm, but early on, he fell in love with music. His mother and great-grandmother were Quakers, and—when Rich was very young—great-grandma gave Rich his own Bible. Of course, she had ripped out Song of Solomon and told him he could read that when he was older. 

About going away to Bible college, Rich wrote: “I felt sad, because I was getting ready to go to a Bible school …, and yet most of my friends didn’t even know about my faith. So … I sang for them … because I wanted them to hear the message about God.” 

On this date in 1978, Rich performed “You Gotta Get Up” at a Christmas Concert. He won multiple Dove Awards, including Artist of the Year, Song of the Year, and Songwriter of the Year. 

When he was forty, he basically walked away from fame and went to live and serve on a Navajo reservation. When people accused him of being afraid of success, Rich said, “I don’t know if I’m afraid of success; I might be. I tend to think success is overrated, that it’s something everybody goes after until they get it, then nobody knows what to do with it. Your life speaks louder than your music.… I can make records for the rest of my life and talk about love, but it won’t mean anything until I love somebody.” 

Pain can be life’s wrecking ball. Confront the pain and stop the demolition.  

For singer-songwriter Rich, words typically came easy. But not tonight. 

Rich threw the pen across the room. Yesterday, to kick-off this three-day retreat, his mentor Brennan Manning had Rich write a letter to his father—his father who had died some time back. Tonight, Rich was supposed to write from his father to himself. 

But how could he? He had never even heard his father say, “I love you.” 

Rich—his dad had called him Wayne—still heard the echo of: Why is it that everything you touch always ends up busted? 

Rich tried to understand his dad. He even thought playing the dulcimer might connect him with his dad’s Appalachian roots. Rich loved the dulcimer, but music didn’t tame this demon. Neither did alcohol. 

Rich had never done anything but disappoint his dad because Rich had not been created to be a farmer. Rich sank into the chair. 

He had once thought following Jesus was about being good. But now he knew the truth: the “highest pursuit was not to be good, but to be God’s.” In his head, he knew God loved him, but in his heart, it felt like God was as disappointed in him as his dad had always been. Disappointed and disgusted. 

But he would do the assignment. He asked God to help him write as if from his dad, and Rich picked up the pen. 

But uncontrollable sobs racked Rich’s body. An ugly, holy mess. When they slowed, he tried again. 

Rich started the letter with the name his dad always called him: Wayne. On the paper appeared words Rich had heard his dad say: “being poor ain’t shameful—just inconvenient.”  

He wrote out what he knew was true. That his dad didn’t know he was supposed to be affectionate. That his dad knew work. Machinery. Calves. More work. That his dad couldn’t imagine that Rich’s machinery and calves were rhythm and poetry and song.  

Rich’s dad was sorry for causing him pain, and on the paper, he told Rich to be brave in his pain. Then he penned the words he’d waited a lifetime to hear: “I love you, your Dad.” 

Rich put down his pen. Tears streaming, he ran to the cabin behind his. He burst through the door. “Brennan, I’m free!” 

“‘Honor your father and mother’—which is the first commandment with a promise” (Ephesians 6:2 NIV). 

Do you allow pain to wreck any part of your life? Pain can be life’s wrecking ball. Confront the pain and stop the demolition.  

Cox, Michelle. “Interview with the Producers of ‘Ragamuffin’, The story of Rich Mullins.” Christian Cinema. April 24, 2014. https://www.christiancinema.com/catalog/newsdesk_info.php? newsdesk_id=2826. 

Smith, James Bryan. Rich Mullins: An Arrow Pointing to Heaven. Nashville, TN: Broadman & Holman Publishers, 2000. 

Story read by Peter R Warren, https://www.peterwarrenministries.com/ 

Would You Like to Learn More About This Man? 

To learn more of Rich Mullins story, watch, Ragamuffin, The Story of Rich Mullins, produced by his brother David Mullins and David Shultz, http://ragamuffinthemovie.com