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...