It was one of those gloomy mid-December days when the clouds hang low in the sky and a chill settles into your bones. I sat on the floor...

Psalm 121:2 My help comes from the Lord – the Lord who made heaven and earth. Several weeks ago, a dear friend of mine blogged about...

Some of my favorite memories from childhood are of celebrating Independence Day in my little Midwestern hometown, West Frankfort,...

... even though I lost my earthly father on that terrible day, I still had a Father, and oh boy, what a daddy He is.

Being a writer, I have a great imagination – and I’m particularly good at imagining all that might go wrong.