Wednesday, May 28, 2008


This is a picture of Healing Place Church being the hands and feet of Christ. It was an honor to see how happy and overwhelmed Jay became when he received your gift. He said he was saving up for a hotel room that night so he could get cleaned up. The church gave him a tent, a sleeping bag, a hiking-type backpack, a first-aid kit, many hygiene products, a pair of shorts, a pair of jeans, five t-shirts, 3 hats, sunscreen, and most importantly a bible! He was looking through the items before we left and began to leaf through the bible. He seemed genuinely overwhelmed with the love of Christ that we were able to share with him. These small acts of kindness demonstrate who we are, a healing place for a hurting world!

Yesterday, I talked to a man who was an alcoholic for most of his life. He has now been sober for almost a decade. He said that in AA many people would share testimonies about the fact that their life was turned around by receiving small loving acts from a stranger. Acts like these, during a time when all the world seems to reject them, are Christ's light breaking through the darkness.

This is the heartbeat of HPC, reaching out to people who have been forgotten. Sometimes the forgotten is a homeless man, sometimes it is your neighbor or a co-worker. Never underestimate the power of these small loving acts to a person in need. Jay may be in Heaven one day looking for you to share his story of how his life changed that one day in 2008. The day he met Christ under a bridge in El Paso...and became forever clean.

Reach the world by serving one,
The Zengerles

Saturday, May 03, 2008






So... Everytime I am about to sit down and blog--Life seems to get ahead of me! The last two weeks have been great and also a little trying... Isaiah turned 2! My baby turned 2!! That's amazing... Well, and to add to the fact that I was feeling a little older--I found my first GRAY HAIR! Ok, so I am not going to have a mid life crisis or anything--but I was a little shocked to find that sucker! Ha! Then on Thursday, Buck and I went to the Mayor's Prayor Luncheon--which was rather timely since about 10 minutes before the lunch I found out my father is being retested for cancer. I hate that word! Now, we have been here before and he has survived colon cancer --and I KNOW that God will move again and he will be healed 100%. I do ask that you please stand in prayer with us during this time and agree with us that he will be healed~