Seventy years ago, at the age of two, I lay strapped to a board for several months. This was the only form of medical help available to those who had infantile...

As a young man I suffered a series of losses and failures that left me with a hard heart. The God I had known as a youth seemed to have disappeared....

I once led a group that met twice a week for lunch at the local community college. One day a new student sat down at the far end of our table....

The coffin was carried in, and the family followed in a seemingly never-ending stream. All the seats in the big church were filled. Margaret had always loved children, and in some...

Worshiping with fellow Christians is special. Being fed from the word of God, being taught and encouraged by singing and praying together, giving to meet the needs of others, and remembering...

I tend to be a slow learner, and I also tend to think that I know what’s best. As a teenager, I sometimes did what I wanted to do instead of...

At two weeks old, my daughter, Rebecca, had open-heart surgery to repair a rare congenital defect. For the next two months, she fought for her life. Every day was a struggle....

Together, my family and I attended an evening prayer 
service, which was organized by the church. We participated in the service with reverence and wholeheartedly dedicated our praise to God. We...

Following a series of major surgeries, my older brother, Lewis, reminded me that growing old “ain’t for weaklings.” Many of us will eventually have to deal with the struggles of aging....

Where I live, March is a transition month. Spring wants to pop through, but winter isn’t quite finished with us. I get antsy during the month of March. My hands itch...