My earliest memory of prayer was when either of our parents put my brother and me to bed. They taught us to say the "Our Father" prayer and to say, "Please, God bless …" so and so, and we'd proceed through every member of the family. … Read more

Yesterday was a glorious fall day. It was the kind of day that invigorated one's senses, a day that caused one to marvel at God's handiwork. The maple tree on our front lawn stood like a torch, its mighty flame of vibrant, orange leaves … Read more

A Dutch door was exactly what I had always envisioned between the kitchen portion and the back room of our home. I could use the bottom half of the door as a gate to keep the dogs out of the kitchen, but to keep the cats out I could shut … Read more

One of the ways I cope in difficult situations is to remind myself Who God is and how He has shown up for me in the past. These are three of my treasured touchstone memories. Anointing: As I trudged to work one morning feeling … Read more

On this journey of life, we find it hard going, especially when we presume that we journey alone. We all need is the company of our friends, our family, and the faithful, all those willing to make the journey with … Read more

Just recently, I was made aware of a few people that we know who have quit believing and no longer attend church. They were raised in Christian homes, went to church on a regular basis, and at some point were involved in church work and … Read more