Almost seven years ago, our first grandson, Zachary, was born on the other side of the world. He suffered brain damage at birth and could barely breathe on his own. Zachary’s...

Early one evening my friend Sherry phoned, telling me to go outside and look at the sunset. She described how beautiful the colors were and how the sky was a brilliant...

My twelve-year-old son, Mike, yelled for me to pull over in the parking lot. His voice was urgent. Tears formed as his voice broke at the sight of a homeless man...

Growing up, I was no saint — any more than Esau. My younger brother was not a devil — any more than Jacob. Like all siblings, we competed for time, affection,...

When my concussion symptoms dragged on, I wasn’t able to care for my young son or maintain a conversation with my husband for quite some time. I felt useless around the...

In January of 1959 I was a relatively new Christian and was checking in at my new assignment at Osan Air Force Base in Korea. As an Airman Second Class I...

In April of 1980 my family was caught in a deadly military overthrow of the government. As we took cover from the rapid fire of machine guns on our Liberian home,...

During my teenage years, my greatest suffering was loneliness. Year after year, I prayed for deep Christian friendships. But year after year, God answered, “Not yet,” and I wondered why. Hadn’t...

I was alone in my car driving home at night when suddenly I wound up in a location I did not recognize. I had taken the wrong road and was in...

Shortly after I was born, my mother fell ill. Her doctor prescribed potent medication that severely impaired Mom’s ability to focus. But this didn’t stop her from sharing Christ with me,...