Today I am steering my writing a little towards the musicians in our circle. Some of you have been in churches all over this country. You...

On a department store rack years ago, there were five brightly colored ties —so bright and childish that many shoppers probably passed by...

“Juli, are you sure you don’t want to wait until Chris gets here from the other hospital?” “No, my friend is here. She has cared for...

I love foggy days. They have a mystery about them. They can feel cozy and warm. They are hot coffee and beautifully lit candle mornings...

I have dreamed of visiting Chicago for years. For some of you, maybe this is a trip you have taken often. For me, though, it was on my...

by Chris Henderson We spent so much time praying that God would heal our son, Robert, and free him of his terrible illness. We wondered...

Okay, this is not going to be like Chris’ unbelievable tribute to me in his blog last month. I have to say that I am just not that good!...

“What’s wrong?” “I’m headed to the hospital with Robert, and my phone is dying! I can’t get it to work right. Ugh!” “Which hospital? ...

This year’s significant birthday marks on my calendar a reminder of passing time and has me asking many revealing questions. When my...

Standing outside a hospital building and celebrating the woman inside turned out to be a moment to remember! Several female friends,...