When our kids were young, I loved when they would bring home individual art projects from school each week or at the end of each year,...

I sat and watched my 18-year-old son shake in the hospital bed, his eyes rolling up and away. This time, it was only about 30 seconds...

So, another year has gone by. The holiday season is in full swing, and Christmas is right here. Christmas has always been a very special...

Holidays are usually filled with laughter, late nights watching movies and eating way too much food with friends and family. Christmas,...

(Trigger warning for photo below) Journal entry 1/23/15 So where did God go when Robert was admitted to BAMC tonight? All alone as he...

Today I am steering my writing a little towards the musicians in our circle. Some of you have been in churches all over this country. You...

On a department store rack years ago, there were five brightly colored ties —so bright and childish that many shoppers probably passed by...

Oh, Texas, my beloved Texas. Where art thou? Covered in two thick blankets of snow and a freeze to rival the most catastrophic . . .

Are the names we give to people that important? Can a child grow to become what his or her name means without knowing its meaning?

“Mrs. Henderson, I don’t know what it is but, whatever it is, it is very bad.”