God’s Tears and the Tornado
We’re not afraid of the Day after Tomorrow. No, we are torn and tear-stained because it is the day after...
We’re not afraid of the Day after Tomorrow. No, we are torn and tear-stained because it is the day after...
I will never forget the last moment of communication I had with my Grandma, Betty Czarnecki, as she lay on...
Does behavior “A” always result in “B” – every time? Is Christianity just a cause and effect cycle? Does God...
by Stephanie Anna Breznau… What would you do if you totally lost your voice? What if you could no...
The beautiful sunshine of spring was gently cascading across the landscape as our little son, Hudson, and I...
Sometimes we need a good reality check. The rich culture we live in (yes, we are filthy rich in comparison...
For many years I struggled through the world of prehistoric personal computers – my dad even liked to keep a...
Today we celebrated Hudson’s 4th birthday! Wow, what an energetic and vivacious bundle of joy he has...
There once was a young slave named Samuel, who was owned from birth by a wicked, evil, abusive master. This...
There are tears of joy and tears of sadness in my eyes this morning. I am torn between the tension of this...