“It’s so hard to be rootless,” I complained to the Lord one afternoon with tears running down my cheeks....
“It’s so hard to be rootless,” I complained to the Lord one afternoon with tears running down my cheeks....
This will be the first in twenty-three years that my parents and I do not spend the holidays together. Perhaps,...
Ever contemplate in God’s economy of things, that little issue called “time”? It is a concept that seems to...
Several years ago, I had the wonderful honor of being present when a friend gave birth to her third...