Sister Ambrose, with thick arms folded across her black habit, looked into my eyes only; it seemed. In her eighties, my eighth-grade teacher tapped her cane against a cast iron desk, asking, “What...
When someone wrongs us, we are flooded by strong emotions like fear, powerlessness, grief, shame, and rage.
So, let’s back up a bit from today’s Scripture…. Joseph had been sold into slavery by his brothers out of jealousy (Gen. 37:28).
“Danny, keep the fire going. I’ll be right back.” My grampa was a master at building a fire.
Our church has spent the past nine weeks steeped in Galatians 5:22-23. I’ve been reminded again that living the Fruit of the Spirit isn’t a spiritual accomplishment, it’s an ongoing, lifelong,...
Unfinished projects. We all have too many of them—home improvement projects, work-related projects, and personal ones.
I didn’t want to go. 1,700 miles from everyone I knew. A new place and a new culture. Was this really the right choice for my first teaching job?
For most of my life, my grandparents lived on the other side of Old Priest Grade Road. It’s an infamous, historic mountain pass on the way to Yosemite National Park that has tested people’s nerves...
I hate when I open an email or answer a call only to find out it’s a stranger trying to trick me. (Thanks for letting today’s devotional through, by the way.)