Join Dick Duerksen at PACS where he recently discovered it's a great place to shop for the holidays. The best part is knowing that every dollar spent there goes to help people in the community!

Need A Camel? Call Shirley! Need a palm tree, a manger scene, a backdrop that looks like Bethlehem, or almost anything else you can imagine? Call Shirley! She’s got ‘em all.

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“In March of this year I faced my abuser. I’ve had a lot of life changing moments I can point to, but I believe they were getting me ready for that day."

An “inflection point” in mathematics is “a curve at which a change in the direction of curvature occurs.” The more general definition would be that it is “a time of significant change in a situation; a turning point” Twenty years ago, we experienced a major inflection point for our nation. In recent years, we've seen many others.

The Dalles Seventh-day Adventist Church hosts their grand opening on September 18, 2021. When you walk in the sanctuary, you'll notice the chandeliers. The ones that God had planned on from the start.

I always think that one of the most amazing stories of obedience is the story of Abraham. He really didn’t know God that well but he trusts him enough to obey when he says to move. He trusts him enough to give his own son. He trusts him to learn what this God of love is about.

A Navy friendship, many years in prison, a beloved book found at the garbage dump, to sitting as a new Seventh-day Adventist listening to the son of that beloved book's author. God works in so many amazing ways!

I love being a father. My 7-year-old daughter Sarah is the joy of my life! At first it was hard, and I’ll admit, there were times when there were times when I didn’t know what I was doing.

The village of Falgunjoy is in East Satnala in the far northeastern Indian state of Tripura. A company of Seventh-day Adventist believers meet here, in the small frame house of one of the members. They have Bibles and a few hymn books, and they love to sing songs about Jesus and heaven. However, they had no musical instruments to guide the singing.

My first real memory of camp meeting in Oregon was through the service window of the Snack Shack. I was an awkward kid from the Midwest who had no idea what camp meeting was all about. But if you were at Gladstone in 1995, there’s a good chance I handed your Pronto Pups and Shamburgers to you through the window. I didn’t know much. Yet even through that tiny window into the camp meeting world, I could see the connection, the camaraderie, the joy that came from Gladstone Camp Meeting.