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The other night my young daughter was talking on the phone with her cousin. As she got ready to get off the phone, she said to him, “I’m about to get...

I had returned from the city of Natal, where I had spent seven long years with my family. I was almost 50 years old and was starting over after a failed...

In the months following my mother’s death from ALS, I started my first semester of college, began a new job, and painfully continued life without my mom here to be a...

Mary made her way to Jesus, poured costly perfume on his feet, and wiped his feet with her hair. The house was filled with the fragrance. The perfume was worth about...

Twice a year my church picks up trash along two miles of roadway. We divide into groups and start at each end, working until we meet each other. I remember the...

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When I was eight years old, my teacher told me I was a gifted writer. That was the first time someone had told me I was good at something. As a...

When my parents became Christians, they spent time reading the Bible and praying daily. My father gave me my first copy of The Upper Room when I was 13 years old;...