Posts by Joshua John

” I was in prison and you came to Me…”

I travel the world working on the streets, in schools, orphanages and especially prisons. I know that some of you may not really understand the thinking in dedicating so much time, money and energy to visiting prisons, both in the third world and in the US. It is common to think that they are prisoners, receiving the due punishment for the crime they committed, and of course in many cases this is true. But there are many stories and many issues faced in the juictice system both in the third world and in the US that sometimes we don’t think about.  Sometimes people have the thinking like
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A Tree House

Did you ever have a tree house or cool hiding spot when you were growing up? When I was a kid my dad built my brothers and sisters and I an awesome fort in our yard in Colorado. I would love to hide in there (especially if it was nap time). Sometimes we would build the coolest forts out of boxes and bed sheets in the living room and then spend the night there with our sleeping bags. When it would snow, after the guy plowed up a massive pile in the back, we would dig tunnels and make snow castles
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My Paintings

When I get a little time here and there, I like to mess round with painting. I am not very good but I enjoy it and it helps me relax when I’m super stressed. Enjoy, and if you really like any, I’ll give you a discount and sell it to you for no more than 1,000$ 🙂 🙂
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Facing the Rapids

When you can’t go backward, and you can’t go forward, look upward. One day in July I took a kayak trip down a river just outside of Glacier National Park. It was a beautiful day and the part of the river I had done so far was slow and easy so I assumed the river would continue like this and set a time for my parents to pick me up. But presumption is one of the greatest dangers in life and what I did not know was that the river was flooded, and about an hour in, became a class
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The Untraveled Road.

Like cars flying by on an expressway, our days pass by so quickly. Moments we thought we would never forget, can often fade in the rearview mirror as we face the trials and hazards on this road called “life”. But my dear friend, our lives our not like a train, attached to the tracks, destined to go somewhere we don’t want to go. We can “exit” our current “road”, and choose a new “highway”.  Our life is our own, we determine our destiny and we determine who we are and where we are going. We can choose to “drive” down
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Hope is for the Broken

When pain and suffering touch our soul,  they leave behind an empty hole. Forcing us to exchange a precious dream, for an empty life and sad routine. Held captive by the question, “Why?” we try to smile when we’ d rather cry. Yet there exists a secret never spoken, “That hope is given, to the…                                                                                          
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The Same Blood – A short story I wrote

Paulo Gustavo,  The Judge:  – São Paulo, Brazil Paulo Gustavo was a respected judge, and a very renowned man in Sao Paulo Brazil. He always wore the same soft black shirt that his wife had given him on Christmas four years ago. He was a kind man, but strong and proud. However, as he sat by the hospital bed with his two young sons in his arms and his wifes small frail hand in his, he did not feel strong or proud, he felt broken. Thunder rolled in the distance and rain poured down the hospital window. The doctor said
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Working in South America – Central Brazil / Summer 2018

Working in South America – Central Brazil / Summer 2018 Fishing town in central Brazil.  .  For those of you who don’t know, my family and I (dad, mom and five siblings) perform a show of music, magic, dance and theater which we use to bring a message of hope, forgiveness and the love of God the Father to people who are suffering and facing difficult situations around the world. We have traveled to over 50 countries performing in prisons, schools, orphanages, theaters, military bases, the streets and many special events. We have discovered that through means of music, comedy
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Traveling in South America. – Brazil and Paraguay- Winter/Spring –  2018

Traveling in South America. – Brazil and Paraguay. Sunset I caught out the window as we were driving to Paraguay.  “I WAS Dead…” The three most powerful words ever spoken, “I WAS Dead”. Only the man named Jesus could say that He WAS dead and because of those three words, we have hope. Just imagine the moment a thirty three year old man lay dead in a stone cold tomb. Three days passed and then the wind of new life blew across His body. His heart started to beat again. Since He had shed every last drop of His blood, new
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The Great Escape

The Great Escape Joshua  | Oct.2017 1653 Words, 9 Minutes Days disappear, one after the next. How do they go so fast? How many of them even matter? The voice of reason beckons you to seize a greater moment; “You don’t live forever. Life is fragile. You know this… So stop, think. Don’t let apathy and pride swallow the little time you have. You must fight.”
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