Following years of declining health, Daddy’s death was not unexpected, but it felt like the earth had shifted under my feet. I felt as if I were no longer standing on...

I sometimes think that if I could live my life again, I’d be an ophthalmic surgeon. What joy to be the means of enabling a physically blind person to see! I...

Every Sunday our church sends a team of people to a local park with a hot meal to share with those who are hungry. Although I am part of that team,...

As morning dawned over the hills, my wife, Laura, and 
I reached the trailhead and began our hike to Ramona Falls in the Mount Hood Wilderness area of Oregon. Halfway to...

As I was picking blueberries one July morning, I watched the heavily laden branches of fruit spring up little by little as the plump, juicy berries were removed. “Ahhh!” the bush...

One sunny day my sister and I went to an artisans’ fair to sell our hand-painted gourds. We took turns staffing the booth and alternated lunch breaks. When I returned from...

As I arrived at church one Sunday, I congratulated myself for being on time for service and for praying for those I saw along my drive walking or running instead of...

For many years I have wondered, What is my mission in life? I am a retired police homicide detective. My career was cut short because of a stroke that left me...

I have mourned the death of my parents, a young niece, and many others; but nothing has been as difficult as the death of my husband, Wil. It has been four...

In the past year we have planted a large courtyard garden of cherry trees, white roses, and a box hedge. In autumn my husband put in about 90 daffodil bulbs among...