
Today, as we honor those who have given all for the freedoms we enjoy let’s pause to remember the ones left behind, the ones living in the pain.
Let us bear one another’s burdens (Gal. 6:2)
and
Weep with those who weep (Rom. 12:15)

Today, as we honor those who have given all for the freedoms we enjoy let’s pause to remember the ones left behind, the ones living in the pain.
Let us bear one another’s burdens (Gal. 6:2)
and
Weep with those who weep (Rom. 12:15)

Here’s where to begin when unwanted change has you feeling as if you’ve been T-boned by an eighteen wheeler, left on the side of the road to die, and you feel like a total loser….

I woke up early this morning—determined to accomplish some writing before the tyranny of “to-do” seized the day—and hurried from the house toward the office. Half way across the patio I remembered my cell phone…

It’s sad. Check-out time from the rented beach house really is at ten tomorrow morning and then I will only have a few more weeks to wear my flip-flops and white capris before someone calls…

On any given day, I’d rather eat bugs than go to the dentist! And, after a long weekend of meeting deadlines, an early Monday morning appointment had me feeling less than thankful for my dentist…

He went into the temple and began to drive out those who bought and sold in it, saying to them, “It is written, ‘My house is a house of prayer,’ but you have made it…

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