First I heard a thud and then a cry. My three-year-old son had slipped on our wet balcony floor. When I checked on him, I saw a gaping wound beside his...

One of my former co-workers had frequent outbursts of anger in the workplace — throwing papers, muttering curse words, and lashing out at others. As recipients of such behavior, another co-worker...

Our oldest grandson, Amadeo, was on his way home from a visit with friends in another state. Anticipating his brother’s return, Alex, our 14-year-old grandson, began sending group texts to the...

The small, dilapidated house I bought was a dream come true. For 15 years I had told my husband that if I had some extra money, I would buy an old...

I had worked in ministry a while and had been a counselor, spending countless hours surrounded by others’ grief. But it was a whole new experience when my mother died and...

When I was stationed with the U.S. Army at Fort Leavenworth, Kansas, our post’s chapel held a Sunday morning Bible study at the United States Disciplinary Barracks, the military’s only maximum...

In the rental house where my family and I used to live, there was space on the second floor for us to grow potted plants. My sister and I planted pandanus,...

“Christ has died. Christ is risen. Christ will come again.” This familiar refrain from the Communion liturgy frames the story of our faith. In my little church, there are three crosses...

I am a big fan of thank-you notes. I like sending them; I like receiving them; I even keep a file of the thank-you notes I have received over the years....

My granddaughter is just over one year old. She is standing and taking tentative steps but has not yet tried to walk on her own. When she wants to move from...