Yesterday I shared the first of three calls I know God put on my life. The first was this: “I want you to write for me” in 1986. Three...

We drove to church yesterday, with a black wall to our right half of the way to Reno. Wildfires licked up just about every spot of green...

I don’t know another time when I’ve felt I’ve lived just about every line of this famous piece of poetry written by King Solomon from...

I’ve been near-sighted since the sixth grade. That was not a good year. My school had a fire, so I had to walk even farther to another...

Addicted to doing? Addicted to checking things off your list? I’m raising my hand. I own all that. Because I’m goal-oriented and...

Years ago when I started prayerwalking, God showed me that wherever I am, there’s a need for prayer . . . so I began opening up my eyes...

“Take care,” she said at the end of our phone call. It was an everyday sort of remark, one you usually don’t think about . . . but that...

What’s your favorite kind of party? Mine must be a Pity Party, because that’s the one I most often find myself attending. What’s so...

I was in a state of confusion years ago when I was laid off from my teaching job. The school district on the other side of my valley had...