Another Day
Standing by her bed, I watch her sleeping peacefully. With her bed covers neatly tucked under her chin, she appears almost like someone laid to rest in a coffin. Bending over, I listen, making sure I can hear her breathing. I don’t know what type of strokes she has had the past few years; all …
Psyche Yourself
Leave It
Alive, Regardless of the Crowd
I was in my study at church early Easter morning, before anyone but the Facilities Manager had arrived. Looking out at the empty parking lot, I wondered, “What if no one showed up this morning? What if no one came to celebrate Easter Sunday?” Since I was immersed in John’s record of the resurrection, I …