My parents married when I was already on the way. This was supposed to be information we never figured out, I guess. Both had come out of unsuccessful first mar...
It’s funny how your childhood programs you for life.
As a kid, I was overweight and non-athletic. I grew up never really learning how to throw a football lik...
Last December, I got into my husband’s car to go see Christmas lights. It was the last thing I did before pain like I’ve never known invaded my body for the nex...
Why me?
Life seems to offer us many opportunities for resentment, bitterness, disillusionment, or anger designed to turn us quickly self-centered as we compa...
The Martyrs Go to the Amphitheater with Joy
In Tertullian of Carthage’s, The Suffering of the Holy Martyrs Perpetua and Felicitas (Translated into English by D...
Whenever we hear of the resignation of a notable Christian citing “moral failure,” it is no longer a case of, “Wow! Where did that come from?” More often than n...
June 18
2:30 p.m.
So…Frankie came, saw, didn't completely conquer, and left.
At least, that's how I summed up his visit to Kate when she asked me how my...
