Discipleship is a Birthright!

“I never thought breakdancing would change the course of my life. But your generosity invaded my East Dallas life in the form of Break Free!” Geovanni’s dad left his family in Mexico to go to Texas when Geovanni was one. “In those early years, I would talk to my dad...

A Story of Hope

I remember the day my life was divided into “before” and “after.” Growing up in Borshagovka, Ukraine, living with eight relatives in a three-bedroom house was difficult. Showing signs of mental illness, my brother made us live in fear. No personal space, fights and...

The Family Session

“No one really knows me. I feel lonely most the time.” Late that night, driving home from a practice session with a Chicago bboy, I was reminded of how important connection is. This bboy, like many we work with, was in multiple crews. He would be...

The Security of the Gospel

From one phone call, everything changed. My life had been marked by insecurity. Relationships, identity and possessions never seemed to bring security. I grew up living with my mom and her siblings. A positive to this was my uncle taking me to church from the ages of...

From Lost to Son – Alex’s Story

Where’s Daddy? This was the question I asked my mom everyday. I grew up in Bolivia in a family where my dad was never home. When he was home, I remember hearing the fighting. The story was always the same, my dad was out working all day and came home drunk. I...

The Freedom of Grace

I was living a life full of lies, theft, hypocrisy and stubbornness. My family life was unstable with my father gone and my mother often absent and troubled due to difficult life circumstances. I was 15 when I was first introduced to breakdancing. I was drawn to it as...