Every now and again as I head down the country road toward home after church, a sight I love to see comes into view. Lined on both sides of the road,...

When our son was killed in a motorcycle accident, our church family surrounded us with their love. I do not know that we would have survived emotionally had it not been...

Everything was ready. I had filled Easter baskets with candy and toys. We had hidden plastic eggs in the newly mown yard where each grandchild would search for the eggs that...

In 1979, I was a relatively young and inexperienced elementary-school teacher with a vague knowledge of Christ gleaned from Sunday school in childhood. Then, in a Scottish teaching journal, I saw...

Recently I encountered a street sign: “Rough Road, Next 3 Miles.” Immediately my car began to shake and bump. I’m glad I know it’s only three miles, I thought, or I...

Because of illness, I haven’t been able to attend church services regularly. However, I did get a surprise and blessing when children from my church knocked on my door one evening...

Sometimes when people receive life-threatening news, they can become stuck on an endless cycle of paralyzing fear. But from the time I was diagnosed with stage-four breast cancer, I have been...

When I was a child in Brazil, it was not easy to afford a Bible, especially for my parents. My first Bible was a Christmas gift from my uncle José. He...

From a wheelchair I leaned forward beside the hospital bed of my four-month-old son, Ben, and touched his small hand. I wished I could reach his cheek below the white bandage...

I am growing older. It shows in my face, and I feel it in my bones. My body does not perform the way it did when I was younger; my reflexes...