Böcker av Steve Tyner

The centurion looked at the teacher who sat before him and was struck by the authority that emanated from him. "Rabbi, I have heard many great things about you and I know you are a teacher sent from God. My servant, whom I love, is very sick, almost unto death. I know that you can heal him if you will."Jesus said, "I will come and heal him.""Lord, I am not worthy to have you come into my home. Just say the word from where you are, and my servant will be healed! I know, because I am under the authority of my superior officers and I have authority over my soldiers. I only need to say, 'Go,' and they go, or 'Come,' and they come. And if I say to my servants, 'Do this or that,' they do it."When Jesus heard this, he was amazed. Turning to the crowd, he said to them, "I tell you the truth, I haven't seen faith like this in all the land of Israel!"Jesus then turned to the centurion and said, "Go on home. What you have believed has happened."Faith. The writer of Hebrews defines it as "the confident assurance that what we hope for is going to happen." Jesus once told his disciples that the smallest amount of faith could bring about tremendous results, even to move mountains. But what does faith look like? Across the gospels are seven poignant stories of people who demonstrated a faith that dramatically changed not only their lives, but the lives of the people around them. A Grain of Mustard Seed presents these stories in a new expanded version as well as an eighth story that raises the question: What if all of these people met the Savior one last time?

The girl lay in the grass on the side of the trail beneath the low-hanging limbs of a dogwood tree. Her arms were by her side, one leg bent at the knee. She was completely nude, and her skin glistened with a thin coat of early dew. Her lifeless eyes were open so that she gave the appearance of a storefront mannequin. There were no signs of any struggle, no drag marks, no obvious footprints. There was also no obvious sign of any blood anywhere to be seen. There was not a mark on her that could be seen, nor was there any hair-anywhere. She had been completely shaved everywhere one would normally expect to see hair. It also appeared as if she had just stepped out of the shower and dried off. The body was spotless, save for a few insects, which had begun to crawl on it. There was no sign of any dirt, grass, twig, even dust. Homicide Detective Robert Gillette had investigated a lot of murders in his nearly twenty-five-year career as a policeman and had seen a lot of bodies-bodies shot, cut up, blown apart, run over, ground up, beat up, burned up. The bodies now turning up around the city are unlike any he had ever seen-they are perfectly clean. How are they dying, and who is killing these beautiful young girls? And are the murders connected to the series of unsolved sexual assaults that had eerily similar characteristics? As the investigation continues, Gillette would encounter more and more questions while finding fewer and fewer answers. It will also draw him back into a relationship he thought was long over but would lead to near-tragic circumstances.