Stories • October 27th, 2017
On a recent Nav Night, in a room at the student center at the University of Illinois at Chicago, Alejandra Villa raised her hand during an icebreaker game in which everyone had to describe something interesting about their footwear.
“This is Johnny,” she says, gesturing to the student standing next to her, “and his shoes have taken him across the...
Stories • September 21st, 2017
Matt* wears a silver ring on his right hand etched with five ancient characters that means “citizen of heaven.”
Designed and given to him by his parents when he turned 21 years old and taken from Philippians 3:20, the ring in many ways symbolizes the intersections of his life. Born in East Asia, Matt spent 18 of his 22 years shaped by the Asian continent, both in surroundings...
Stories • August 11th, 2017
Aaron and Amy Lee* treat their home in Chicago’s northern suburbs a little like they did their home in Africa: with openness. The backyard, suited for their three boys (and another little guy due in August), shouts invitation.
And that’s just how the refugee families they meet see it, too.
Not long ago, a refugee family they had met from Afghanistan...
Stories • July 18th, 2017
-how God moved a pair of newlyweds from Kansas City to the Windy City to make disciples-
The whisper from God for Sarah Gummig came four and a half years ago, when one of her best friends died.
A drunk driver killed her friend, Michelle, in a car accident.
At the time, Michelle, 24, had been lonely, Sarah remembered. She had wanted a Christ follower to...
Stories • May 31st, 2017
The Discipleship House, a two-story brick building on Fillmore, had no room for Donovan Sanders when he moved in last year. So he slept on the floor.
Donovan knew he needed the shelter. He appreciated the community and the fellowship of Larry Hope, a Breaking Ground staffer who had moved in about a month before him.
There was no way he wanted to go back to the prisons where he had spent...
Stories • January 1st, 2017
Antwan Candler keeps a printout of his prison record in the bag he carries to work every day at Breaking Ground in North Lawndale.
In his prison photo, a 21-year-old young man stares out, his eyes dull and vacant, a little scruff on his chin.
Antwan’s vitals are there—born January 1984, brown eyes, 5 feet, 9 inches tall—and below that, the details of a life he once lived: criminal drug...