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The Christian Heart Illustrating how men and women display their love for Jesus in their day-to-day lives. Little things that may have an eternal impact.

The Christian Heart is a not-for-profit ministry which shows how everyday people live out their Christian faith. Not everyone can be a Billy Graham or Mother Teresa. But we each can display our love for Jesus in our day-to-day lives. It may be little things, but they may have an eternal impact. Our mission is to encourage Christians to have a stronger walk with The Lord and put their faith into action; and to show everyone what happens when The Lord enters your life. Do you know somebody who is displaying their love for Jesus in their day-to-day life? If so, please share their story with us. You can do so here: http://www.thechristianheart.com/suggest-a-person/

I was 46 years old and with my only child entering high school, I was praying about what I should do with the second hal...
10/20/2026

I was 46 years old and with my only child entering high school, I was praying about what I should do with the second half of my life.

As a teacher and educator, I volunteered at my daughter's school, and one day I picked up a magazine to read while I was waiting for my next student. I was looking for a pumpkin cheesecake recipe in a magazine when an article called 'Lessons in Love' caught my attention.

There was an older lady standing there with a child, both holding school supplies and backpacks in their hands. It was Agnes Stevens and she had started a program called School on Wheels in California.

Agnes was a retired nun and school teacher who had been teaching school across the street from a homeless shelter. All the homeless kids would come to school without supplies or backpacks. Here was a woman who saw social injustice, wanted to do something about it, and just did it.

As I was reading the article, it felt like God tapped me on the shoulder and said, "Here you go." I called Agnes and asked her how to start the program here in Massachusetts. And I did. We started in 2004 by working with two family shelters, giving out 50 backpacks and tutoring about 20 kids a week. By the time I retired as executive director in June 2018, we had 14 program sites tutoring over 250 kids and giving out 2,800 backpacks.

I always knew this was too big for me, but it wasn't too big for God. There were lots of God signs that this was what I should do. I just had to listen for them. A mentor told me, "This is not your work, this is His work."

I continue to serve on the advisory board for School on Wheels, and still stay in touch with many of our students, some who have graduated college. I feel God has blessed me so much. I can't tell you how my life has changed.

At my husband’s funeral, we played “Amazing Grace (My Chains Are Gone)”. My mom had to physically hold me up, but I rais...
10/20/2026

At my husband’s funeral, we played “Amazing Grace (My Chains Are Gone)”. My mom had to physically hold me up, but I raised my hands in worship.

I didn’t know how it was going to be okay, how this could possibly be in God’s plan for me. I didn’t know how I was supposed to keep being a nurse, when I couldn’t see an ambulance without having a panic attack. I didn’t know how any of it was supposed to work together for good. All (and I mean all) I knew in those days was Jesus.

My husband had shot himself in our apartment. I’d heard the shot on the other side of a wall.

Losing him this way made it feel like there was a hole in my chest. And for months, I couldn’t fathom going on for more than 15 minutes at a time.

Eventually, 15 minutes became 30. A little at a time, God started healing the hole in my chest and putting me back together. I moved sleeping from on a mattress in my mom’s bedroom floor to the sunroom in the home I’d purchased with my husband. I moved from the ER to the ICU. I made a friend there, who turned into my husband, who turned into the father of my beautiful son. I leaned into God’s urgings, and I’m now six months away from becoming a Psychiatric Nurse Practitioner.

When I was severely struggling with anxiety, my first husband had said, “I love you and I want to help you, but I don’t have the tools to help you. And I need you to get help.”

Now, I’ll be that person with the tools to help. But for me, it isn’t just about treating mental illness. As a Christian, I can treat every person I see like a beloved child of God. I can help people who, like my first husband, were turned away by the church for “not having enough faith.” People who need help treating biological, painful, real issues with compassion and the love of Jesus. People who need to know that they matter, and that their presence in the world matters.

If you’re struggling with your mental health...

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Is there someone you feel needs to see this powerful Bible verse? If so, please share it.
10/18/2026

Is there someone you feel needs to see this powerful Bible verse? If so, please share it.

God’s Word is powerful. And true. That’s why we post these Bible verses. If you follow us, you’ll also see inspiring sto...
10/17/2026

God’s Word is powerful. And true. That’s why we post these Bible verses. If you follow us, you’ll also see inspiring stories of everyday people showing their love for Jesus and living out their Christian faith.

As a kid who lived on the streets of Uganda for almost five years, I know what it feels like to grow up in a world where...
10/16/2026

As a kid who lived on the streets of Uganda for almost five years, I know what it feels like to grow up in a world where love, caring, and kindness are nowhere to be found. But I was helped by the kindness of a stranger who brought me to the Lord. And wanting to change life’s path for kids that have been neglected, I have now fostered 47 children and adopted 6 kids, all as a single dad.

I had a very abusive father; so abusive that I thought he would eventually kill me. This led me to run away from home at age 10, and I lived on the streets of Kampala for nearly five years.

To the outside world, my dad was extremely religious. So for him to be so abusive was very confusing to me, and turned me off to all religion. It also created a lot of anger in me toward my dad.

While I lived on the streets, the abuse continued from time to time, but since it wasn’t someone I knew, it just didn’t feel as bad.

One day, a stranger gave me something to eat. I thought this would turn into another abusive situation. After all, everyone I knew that did something nice for me turned out to be hurtful. But I was hungry, so I took the meal.

But there was no abuse. He continued to buy me lunch every week.

Then he invited me to eat with his entire family. Again, I was skeptical since everyone who previously cared for me was abusive. I was that conditioned.

I went to his house but during the meal, I sat in the doorway so I could run in case it turned into a negative situation. It didn’t, and I continued to go to eat at his house each week.

Things changed one day when I was at his house. His family wrote my name on one of the chairs at the table. This showed me that I belonged, that I was truly loved by his whole family.

It was the kindness of this stranger that changed my life. The stranger and his family cared for me, and let me see what real Christians look like.

After about a year, he invited me to church with him, and I went for several weeks.

It was so obvious this man loved the Lord, and I wanted to be like him. He invited me to read the Bible....

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I have always liked the thought of kids giving a helping hand to other kids. When we decided to homeschool, I began to l...
10/15/2026

I have always liked the thought of kids giving a helping hand to other kids. When we decided to homeschool, I began to look for opportunities where we could serve as a family. People need help in many different ways, so we never lack a place to give a hand.

What we started with our older son has now trickled down to our younger son. One of our favorite places to serve is The Ronald McDonald House. We go to bake cookies or some other treat that will then be shared with the guests. It is their home away from home anywhere from a few weeks to a few months in a time when they need some normal. Their spark of joy draws us back over and over again.

Watching my kids get a chance to help others really inspired me to coordinate similar opportunities for other kids to lend a hand. Within our homeschool community, I set up different events where kids can help other kids in need. Close to Christmas, we stuff stockings for teenagers in the foster care system and at the beginning of the school year, we help with backpack buddies for the students. We live near a military base and there are always opportunities to help those serving our country. Children from those families may be without a Mom or a Dad for long periods of time, and it brings perspective for our kids when helping those families.

Even now, with our country and our world going through this difficult time, our students are helping Operation Gratitude. There is an urgent need for letters, not only for our deployed troops, but for our first responders and medical personnel on the frontlines taking care of people in our country.

I would encourage every family to serve in some way. You can start with your own family or right outside your front door in your own neighborhood. You can go online and find out the different needs in your cities, especially now. It brings so much joy, but more than that, we can make a difference one hand at a time.

I grew up with a single mom and my three siblings. We weren’t rich, but thank God we never went hungry. My mom always to...
10/14/2026

I grew up with a single mom and my three siblings. We weren’t rich, but thank God we never went hungry. My mom always told me, “Your siblings will be all you have left when I’m gone.” I was closest to my older brother when we were kids. We were stuck in the middle together.

My dad was in and out of our lives after the divorce. It was always a struggle to communicate with him. We changed our phone numbers a lot, and eventually we exchanged a number of letters. I’ve enjoyed looking back on them over the years.

In 2013, my dad died of a hot dose of he**in. A little over a year later, my older brother killed himself. We can only guess it was because he blamed himself for our dad’s addiction. He was the only one who knew about it. The next month, my Papa Tom (my dad’s dad) died of a heart attack.

We lost three generations in less than 15 months. Three statistics that cut me to my core: overdose, su***de, and heart attack.

I was the last person to talk to my brother. When I lost him, my whole world shattered. It still hurts to this day; I’m still growing around my grief. Even though I couldn't see it then, I know God was working all things together for my good because I love Him and are called according to His purpose (Romans 8:28).

In 2020, God called me out of my sin by name, and I gave my life to Christ. This road has not been easy, but His yoke is easy, and His burden is light (Matthew 11:30).

After being baptized and meeting the man of my dreams, I can confidently say God has restored the years the locus ate away (Joel 2:25).

In 2026, as a newlywed and a new mom, I can say without a doubt, I can do ALL things through Christ who gives me strength (Philippians 4:13)!

God has used the tragedy in my life to bring me to triumph. I know sharing my story will give others strength. I encourage you to share yours. You never know how God will move through it or who Jesus will touch.

I always knew I wanted to work in the medical field but seeing severe poverty changed my life. Like most young people, I...
10/13/2026

I always knew I wanted to work in the medical field but seeing severe poverty changed my life. Like most young people, I didn't realize how good I had it; I took a lot of things in life for granted.

Then, in 2016, I was accepted into a Medical Practicum program conducted by my university, where they send a team of medical professionals and volunteers into a remote region of Nicaragua. This kind of aide is much needed, as these remote regions lack the medical resources to care for their villagers. Our team made the long trip to Nicaragua. In less than a month, we traveled to three different villages, providing dental care, pain medication, and basic family medicine to the indigenous locals. We interacted with them, attended their church services, and saw firsthand the severity of their poverty.

Upon living in the same conditions, which the locals inhabited everyday, my outlook on life changed forever. A new passion grew in me to help and serve others as much as I can. Once I returned home--and after a nice long hot shower--I decided to change my career to Nurse Practitioner, so that I can work one-on-one with patients and do all I can to help them. I returned to Nicaragua, and it only deepened my desire to help those who need it the most.

The Bible says, "Share with the Lord's people who are in need." I live in the United States where I have access to clean, running water and modern facilities that provide medical care. But I know for certain that overseas medical missions are in my future. I plan to use my knowledge and my profession to help people in areas where they lack medical resources, knowing God is guiding my every step along the way.

It’s been a long road for me to get to this place.In 2008, I was kidnapped and held hostage for five months. I was pregn...
10/12/2026

It’s been a long road for me to get to this place.

In 2008, I was kidnapped and held hostage for five months. I was pregnant and scared. From the beginning, my ex had an ulterior motive to have a child with me. He took advantage of me, and the family said to marry him so as not to embarrass them.

When I tried to leave, he stabbed me in the abdomen. I managed to escape when my daughter was three months old, but he followed us and nearly beat me to death. Because he was well-known in the community, there were little consequences for him.

After my escape, I asked my best friend if he would be willing to act as my bodyguard. I asked, half-jokingly, but he said yes. We soon fell in love and were married after only six weeks.

He knew cooking or being in the kitchen was difficult for me because that’s where I had been attacked. So he usually did all the cooking for us.

It was unexpected when I mentioned I wanted to try to make sourdough bread. He was super supportive, but it was still a shock. After mastering bread-making, I branched out to make dinners for our Bible study. I learned I genuinely loved to feed people.

In April of 2024, we only had an extra $20 in our bank account. Starting a restaurant was honestly a laughable idea, but I told my husband if it was God’s will, it would happen.

Only a few days later, we were handed a check for the seed money to start our restaurant. I had only met this person one time, and we didn’t even know each other’s names. She sat me down and said, “God told me to write that check.”

During our first five weeks, we were just a regular restaurant. But then I felt the Lord laying it on my heart to have it be a “pay as you can” restaurant. In our sixth week, we had almost no customers, so I asked my husband if he was ready to trust God and he said yes.

We switched to paying what you can and instantly we were thriving. Our motto is, “If you don’t know what to pay, we suggest that you pray.”

Romans 12:20 says, “If your enemy is hungry....

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