About Mike Rusch

Based in Downtown Bentonville, Arkansas, Mike is the Chief Executive Officer at Pure Charity, a nonprofit dedicated to building world class technology solutions for Nonprofit Organizations, Individual Fundraising, and Community Advocacy.

Mike currently serves on the Board of Directors for Help One NowMercy House GlobalCanopy Northwest Arkansas99 Balloons@HopeMob, Laundry Love, and Serve Northwest Arkansas.  

Prior to Pure Charity, Mike worked for Nickelodeon, The Walt Disney Company, Hershey Foods, and served in the US Marine Corps. Mike is a husband of 22 years, father of 4, a lover of a great story, and never too far from a fly-fishing river.  

Gather You Fires, Part IV

Gather You Fires, Part IV

On the Occasion of Celebrating Seth’s One Year of Sobriety

One year ago, my friend/brother and I drove back from Austin, Texas after a spell at Idea Camp.   The drive back was moment upon moment of grace as I listened and processed a journey that was beginning for him.  The stay at the David House changed more than just our friendship.  It changed our lives. His journey has been chronicled through his own words, but on this one year anniversary his journey has inspired a few more.

(This is part of the Collective Poems.)



On the Occasion of Celebrating Seth’s One Year of Sobriety (Gather You Fires, Part IV)

A year has passed and
the kin-light shines differently
in one brother.
Quiet, strong
yet drawn from a
new spring.
Recognizable yet

The drops of flammable liquid
have dried and
burn no more.
The light remaining
only blazes
under its own strength.
It is light
no longer constrained
to flare only from the
silver crescent moon
that can produce
no light of its own.

Faith was not empty
yet empty yielded to an outpouring life
not dulled by the shadows of one
who spoke of faith
without a need for it.
Frail rib cages screamed
“faith is not sufficient!”
A light in the eyes said
“daddy, it’s going to be okay”
because you are With me.
With replaced and filled.
Now sufficient without.

The well
once visited
in disbelief
is now filled.
Dust is all that remains.
The soul’s thirst
has found deep reserves
of a tomorrow
that only breathes
by grace.
Intentional grace.

Gathered and poured out
a new wineskin.
Drawn and emptied
a new communion table.
Broken and shared - a new Eucharist.

Gather our new fire
you are awoken for the collective.
Pain removed pain
ashes no more
collective preserved.

Spirit one to another.
Awake! Awake!
Drink in the brilliant, filling
Emmanuel star.
The constellation begins again.

Yassin Falafel...the story of a Syrian Refugee in America

The Want of Peace