Not just another day
It was Easter Sunday, April 9, 1939. Of course, Easter is never “just another day,” but is any day?
Every day, something is happening somewhere...
Meeting the Lord through ‘Grandpa’
"Mama, why was Jesus born at Christmas and dead by Easter?" I asked her when I was very young. I didn't understand the concept...
God in the passenger seat
At the beginning of our Sunday church services, we sign an attendance sheet that meanders down the aisle. I was at the end, so...
The crown we chase
“Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Here in status symbol land
See Mrs. Gray, she's proud today
Because her roses are in bloom.
And Mr. Green, he’s so serene
He's got...
Rose and the open door
If you live long enough, you will encounter timeless pearls of wisdom. In our youth, we often overlook these insights, casting them aside like...
Holding hands amid turmoil
When I think of war, I imagine the terror rising in a child. She lies in her bed, listening to the sounds of a...
When pride picks up a chainsaw
It's confession time: I believe I can do anything. Sometimes this mindset benefits me, but at other times, it does not.
Years ago, when I...
The only way to win
My mother was a fierce competitor. She won countless tournaments, not only in basketball but also in tennis and golf. On top of all...
Lifting the moral fog
A dense fog rises from the nearby river as the sun sets in the west. Those returning home from work turn on their dim...
The Veteran, God & the Super Bowl!
Is anyone ready for a happy story? How about one that could increase your faith not only in God but also in people? Or...
Going to yesterday to find solace
Mother loved antique furniture. When she located the perfect old piece that most would discard, she would bring it home. Mom’s x-ray vision could...
Where have all the flowers gone?
Old Man Winter must have increased his vitamin intake to unleash such a frigid onslaught of cold air, howling winds, and snow that stretches...