“Mommy, are minutes long?” my young son asked as I directed him to a five-minute timeout. His wiser older brother reassured him that they were …

I thought I was fine when I hung up the phone. Sure, I was disappointed that our conversation got cut short. But I understood. It’s …

Written Oct. 4, 2014 A week ago my dear friend died in the night, confident in the saving grace of the Lord Jesus and eager …

“Where’s Dad?” I asked when we got in the door. I dropped my bags and looked around. The light above the entryway barely lit up …

Following a late lunch after church, I opened a beautiful card and a handmade gift for Mother’s Day. My husband sat across from me with …