The Dream

By |February 16th, 2024|Categories: Brooks|

Have to say, love being back in the stream and watching God move. For the last few days I've been revisiting the early days of my walk with Christ.  As a new Believer I spent a lot of time in the book of Acts, seeing the power of the Gospel in action. With each miracle, the truth of Jesus was boldly proclaimed without fear or reservation. Many times with great persecution and personal cost. I wondered why we no longer saw the miraculous. Where was the boldness of Peter and John? Why did the church in America

A Matter of Death

By |February 13th, 2024|Categories: Brooks|

The vision for Faithful Wounds was given almost 9 years ago. August 16, 2015 to be exact, the day I acquired the domain name. I've never lacked direction or clarity of purpose, but the will to do it wasn't always there. While there are various reasons why, some of which I will share later, there was no excuse. Part of what I would be sharing included a level of transparency that frankly, I wasn't that comfortable with. When my nephew Jason was here, we took a lot of golf cart rides as I shared the good, the

Someone to Carry

By |February 11th, 2024|Categories: Brooks|

Acts chapter 3 records the healing of a certain lame man. A man carried daily to the gate of the temple. Who carried him? Scripture doesn't say. But I think it's safe to assume it was a friend or family member. Someone who loved him enough to carry him every day. Perhaps it was a number of people sharing the responsibility. Perhaps it was one. This man had been carried all his life. Being lame since birth, he never knew the joy of walking. Never experienced the freedom of going place to place on his own, always

Sometimes it Takes a Storm

By |February 11th, 2024|Categories: Brooks|

There were many things I loved about growing up in the San Joaquin Valley of California, among them the view of the mountains from the valley floor. Especially when covered in snow.  But as I got older the view began to change. The air became polluted, creating a haze that limited the view, and ultimately became so great the mountains were no longer visible. They were still there of course, but could no longer be seen. You may find this hard to believe, but I once talked to a man who relocated to the area and wasn't

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