When I was a child, though my family was Christian, we didn’t celebrate Christmas. I remember seeing families going to church on Christmas Eve and Christmas morning, singing carols, gathering to...

When I think about bearing fruit for Christ, I remember a story I once heard on the news. At the drive-through window of a coffee shop, a customer spontaneously paid for...

For many days, my computer kept losing power. No matter how many times I plugged it into the electrical outlet, the computer would start up then abruptly stop. Someone came and...

Christmas is usually my favorite season, and I look forward to it with great anticipation. Many years ago, though, I was filled with emptiness despite the approaching holiday. A relationship with...

The morning after a hurricane moved through the southern United States, I ventured out to my back porch to check on my plants. With lights turning off and on as the...

As I write this, I am 11 months into my journey to sobriety. It has been a difficult pathway with many challenges, but I am encouraged by Philippians 4:13. These words...

My daughter loves to decorate for Thanksgiving. Each year, she fills our dining room with string lights, decorative turkeys, and fall foliage. One year she started a new tradition of taking...

As I hurried by, I saw that the bike was still there — small, pink and white, probably once a girl’s greatest treasure. Now it sat unsecured and forgotten, strangely out...

As I read again the parable of the mustard seed this morning, I am reminded of the time I spent in my garden last week planting seeds. The peppermint seeds were...

There’s nothing quite like a sunrise. The beautiful rays of light bursting over the trees seem to call out, “Wake up! It’s time to start the day!” Recently, beautiful snow blanketed...