“I don’t love you anymore, Gran!” My four-year-old grandson Tim was angrily folding his arms and glaring at me after I’d scolded him for something. “Oh, but I still love you,”...

As I returned to my hotel room soaked from the rain, I passed two members of the housekeeping staff in the corridor. One of them stopped me and pointed at my...

As I sit in my chair for morning devotions and look out my upstairs window, the woods at the back of my house seem dark and forbidding. The leafless trees form...

I tend not to spend much time thinking about heaven but focus instead on enjoying the benefits of this world, like watching movies, eating, and fishing. However, God directs us to...

In my yoga class we practice a self-hug technique: crossed arms placed on the chest, hands on the shoulders to “shelter” the heart. One Saturday morning I started with that posture...

As a quilter for the last 30 years, I have started many projects. Most I have finished, but some that I started with great gusto and magnificent intentions now sit in...

While returning home from a night out, my wife noticed a large sign posted on the corner of an intersection. It read, “Jesus is the only way to heaven. Where are...

As I dropped off my daughter at the nursery before Bible study, I chatted with an acquaintance about having to find childcare so I could attend the group’s upcoming special luncheon....

I find I often lack perseverance and patience in my faith, but I am inspired by the example of my grandparents. They lived through the terror of a Communist regime, but...

Most of his life, my 85-year-old husband had been an accomplished musician. He had played the organ, piano, trombone, and tuba. But for his last few years he could play none...