Some time ago, during the course of a conversation, a friend proceeded to tell me something she’d heard someone say about me behind my...

“This is too hard. I want to quit.” Those were the words I said to Dave last night. Even as it left my lips, I knew I didn’t mean it. I...

I wake up to grey, threatening skies and know that today is going to be “one of those” Sundays. (Isn’t it always, for us?) Ruthie has...

It was at the patients’ art show, where I saw myself, represented by one long, blue strand of yarn. “It’s called ‘Support Net,’” the art...

At times I’ve wondered why the Psalmist wrote that Got puts all our tears in a bottle (Psalm 56:8). I thought about it again recently, as...

Have you ever noticed that when church people say, “God is good!” it’s often in the context of God doing something good for them? I got...