Those of us who have worn the “cloth of our country” and served in the military know it is a unique experience.
My first Bible was very fancy—white leather cover, gold-edged pages, with everything Jesus said appearing in red. Like every 12-year-old in our church, I went through confirmation and was rewarded with my own Bible.
Knowing what the world is like today, I feel certain that you or some of those you love are facing problems that are impossible to resolve or even to face in the strength of human resources.
“Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.” Attributed to Dr.
Saturday was a long and dark day. Not only did the disciples hide in fear for their lives, but even worse, they grieved deeply. Soldiers had carried Jesus off to his execution the day before.
Most of us know what it’s like to wait for God to change our circumstances.
My wife, Jenny, has run multiple marathons and half-marathons, but there was nothing quite like the thrill of her very first race.
The first year I attended a school where Gentiles were the overwhelming majority, I noticed a classmate with a strange smudge of black in the center of her forehead.
“Hey, you’ve got dirt on your face,” I said.
Are you feeling like you’re on the bench? On the shelf? On the receiving end of hard times? Are you like I was, imprisoned by the need to prove your worth? Chained by illness or depression like my wife was? You are not