Author Archives: donnaschambach

About donnaschambach

President of Schambach Ministries; Evangelist and Director of GOSPEL School of Ministry International.

Sweet Sorrow

The human psyche is a wonder. Just when a perfectly grown-up lady who is a seasoned traveler thinks she has it all together, she encounters a snapshot of life that is all too familiar, and she weeps. Although grateful for … Continue reading

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Nobody would have known…

We had been in a powerful crusade in the heart of Kenya, guests of another ministry. We witnessed great miracles and saw scores of people give their hearts to Jesus. We had opportunities to pour hope and spiritual wisdom into … Continue reading

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The Voice with No Voice-Box

“. . .Once the ivory box is broken, beats the golden bird no more.” Edna St. Vincent Millay When we truly love someone, it seems as though so much of the identity we come to know and appreciate is embedded … Continue reading

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The Mission

The Mission: A Ride through Life’s Beautiful Places. . . Enjoying the God-Life. . . There’s always a greater mission, a final destination with eternal importance. Yet, along the way God provides beauty, life and learning to round us out … Continue reading

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The Substance of Things Unseen

I couldn’t have been more enmeshed, hot in the pursuit of new students and teachers and desperately trying to find financial backing  for the operation of the Christian school I founded. My 18-hour days had me in a frenetic spin, … Continue reading

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Branded for Life…A Year Could Never Erase Him.

   For 57 years I knew him. It was the longest I had ever known any man in my life. From childhood my memories of him were etched with a broad smile, twinkling eyes and arms that held me close … Continue reading

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One Door Closes….

Shutting the door to my parents’ empty house was like coming to the end of a movie when all the vivid splendor suddenly fades to black. The story-line had finally come to a close; all voices were silent. The grand … Continue reading

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