August 29, 2011
Campus Ministry Is Critical!
By Justin Wallace My story begins in a rural town in central Indiana. I grew up under the tin roof of a log cabin, listening to my grandmother’s tall tales. All the grandkids would pile into feather beds, laugh, listen, and learn. There were several nights I would like awake after everyone was asleep and listen to the wind howl, my cousins snore, and the acorns fall from the trees onto the tin roof over our heads. Years later, God began speaking through the cadence created by acorns on that tin roof. Each acorn falls as an individual; alone and
