Some days everything seems wrong, and everywhere I go appears dismal. I notice dirt on the floor, smudges on the windowpanes, a new gray hair, and an endless list of stressors....

I have been playing the guitar for more than 50 years. I especially enjoy playing alone on a Sunday afternoon. It is almost like praying with my fingers. But every three...

When my husband and I received an urgent message that my father was not doing well, we immediately bought plane tickets and flew to Buenos Aires. Two cousins met us upon...

Making connections with students while teaching remotely is hard. I can’t pat them on the back or easily whisper words of encouragement when they struggle. I can’t offer high fives when...

I was a health-care clinician for 40 years. To maintain my credentials and remain in good standing, I had to provide my clinical board with annual proficiencies and continuing-education units. This...

A friend and I were having a chat a couple of days ago, and she asked, “Is it wrong for a Christian to question God when things are hard and not...

Early in Jesus’ ministry, he was preaching at a home. A large crowd gathered to hear him, many of whom had been healed of sickness by Jesus in the weeks before....

Several months after my college graduation, a few lumps formed in my neck. I had been sick and assumed my illness had caused my lymph nodes to swell, which is fairly...

The six-year-old daughter of a church member once asked me three questions: Who taught you how to pray? Who teaches pastors how to pray? Can you teach me how to pray?...