Every morning as I arrive at school, I walk into my room, set down my computer bag, and plop into my chair. When each class arrives, I take my place seated behi...
Although my father died eleven years ago, vestiges of his presence remain.
As I stroll through my house and my mom’s house, I can see Dad’s imprints. The sou...
He was so tough that he would toss a family out in the cold to further his interests.
The Scobeys rented from Ben Weaver, a shrewd local Mayberry businessman...
My wife and I once visited Nova Scotia on a mission trip.
While there, we rented a car to travel back and forth to the places where we would visit and work. ...
I’ve walked by the caskets of more family members than I care to recall. Aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, and a father. As I strolled by each coffin, I lon...
David James O’Connor was a volunteer wrestling coach at Curtis Junior High School and later at Curtis Senior High School. Two young men then accused him of mole...
“Come now, let us reason together,”
says the LORD.
“Though your sins are like scarlet,
they shall be as white as snow;
though they are red as crimson,
they...
Middle School was a difficult period for me.
Many things I’d never faced cropped up. Peer pressure grew intense. Pressures to cheat, curse, lie, and jump ove...
She had once been a good friend, but, for a time, she was my enemy.
Four years after becoming her pastor, I noticed our relationship changed from friendly to...
How do you measure eternity?
I’ve heard different definitions for eternity. I listened as evangelists stood in churches my father pastored and attempted to e...
Many things that don’t appear bad have the potential to be.
My wife and I love being grandparents. I had always heard how wonderful grandparenting was, but I...
Every morning I do what I’ve never particularly enjoyed: look in the mirror.
On some occasions, I’ve had to ready my appearance without the luxury of a mirro...
