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Take Action – New York Abortion Laws

Each month we will offer a list of action ideas so you can defend, honor, and celebrate Life in your churches and communities on our Take Action page. This month, we are looking at New York abortion laws. As I am sure all of you have heard by now, last month New York...

Abundant Life and Youth Leaders

Hi, I’m a male youth leader, and I’ve been having trouble addressing topics such as sexuality and abstinence with my youth group, but especially with female youth members.  How do I start these conversations? A lot of people in the Church, male or female, whether...

The Effect of Pornography on Families

Pornography is a phenomenon not many people are talking about, despite the epidemic running wild within the lives of our young men and women. The truth is, the majority of young people watch porn, yet few of us talk about it. Porn exists in a parallel universe, a...

Anglicans in Action – Abundant Life

Hey guys, if you haven’t met me yet – I’m Sammie Franks. I serve as the Coordinator of Ministry Outreach here at Anglicans for Life and am the creator of Abundant Life: You Were Made for More. Today, I wanted to take some time and dive into what AFL’s New Youth...

As Long As It Takes – Youth Ministry

The battle for the hearts of our students is a relentless one. Often, I’m left wondering what it looks like to win the battle for their hearts amidst a culture where I see so many losses – rising depression and anxiety rates, rising suicide attempts and successes,...

The Light in the Darkness

What possessed me to open the seemingly secure, safe, and dark room where I kept my feelings and the identity of our son who I aborted in 1974? In the past whenever I tried to take a light into that room it made me agitated and angry. There was love in that room mixed...

Lessons from a Foster Family

It was two in the morning when a little round face popped up from the mattress, looked right and left, and then asked, “Umma?” He was ten months old and had already mastered the intonation of a question. It was two in the morning when I patted my little son on the...