Why at every AIM conference do we make testimonies a priority? God stories are powerful. The power of “I can relate” takes place.
About Susan Freese
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Entries by Susan Freese
Jesus was not looking to build His platform, He was on earth to fulfill His mission.
In the end, Palm Sunday demands a response. What will your response be?
For three days in both Romania and Hungary, women learned the essentials of the faith and how to deepen their relationship with God. This is what happened as a result.
AIM has invested in the lives of women throughout Eastern Europe, Africa, Asia, North America and beyond. We love International Women’s Day! This is why we at AIM value this holiday so much…
God really wants us to focus more on women…As you might guess, all but two of the 14 people were men and we all sat there like, “how is this going to happen?”…
One year ago this week, I stood before friends and family at AIM’s Gratefulness Gathering and admitted I did not know what I was doing leading a nonprofit. Maybe I should not have been so forthright, but it was true…
Their eyes widened, and backs straightened. We knew something we said surprised them. Body language often transcends cultural differences. But what was it? At the close of every AIM conference, we invite women to share testimonies of how God met them during our time together…
Have you ever volunteered at a nonprofit or ministry and, after serving, you felt like you were the one who was served? You show up at a food pantry or the Boys and Girls Club to help others, but on your way out the door you discover you were the one who was blessed through serving. You volunteer to fill a role in the student ministry at your church, but in return you were filled. Something soul-stirring takes place after you give of yourself. You planned to give, but you received instead. Know the feeling? I call that Crazy God Math…
It all happened so fast…
Washer overflowed and flooded 70% of our home.
Youngest son jumped out of a window of a church camp bus engulfed with flames on the side of a highway.
Air Conditioner broke from the dry-out of our house flood.
Family vacation (the “best” part of the Best Worst Summer).
Emergency room visit for stitches.
Unwelcomed shark encounter.
Teenage attitudes. (Need I say more on that one?)
And the worst…four funerals of dearly loved friends and family.
While our personal life felt like a roller-coaster ride with harrowing twists and turns, the ministry was facing significant challenges of its own with unexplainable software migration issues and more.
We felt beaten up on all sides from life’s crazy ride. Someone humorously said to me, “Susan, instead of saying ‘Jesus is enough,’ you should say, ‘Jesus that’s enough!’”
Days turned into weeks. Weeks turned into months. We were weary of navigating a sea of infrastructure issues…