“Give me some hope,” my friend pleaded with me. We had been discussing the turmoil in the Middle East. I paused before answering, wanting to avoid quoting Scripture torn out of context like I was cracking open a fortune cookie. “God is still in control,” I said, the words rolling out before I could mentally …
The atrocities are painful to watch. Hamas has inflicted unimaginable agony and suffering on Jewish civilians. Like millions of other viewers, at first, we couldn’t wrap our minds around how people could murder the innocent, including children, mothers, and even babies, kidnapping others (yes, a Holocaust survivor in a wheelchair!) with threats of filming how …
It wasn’t until weeks after visiting Westminster Abbey that I realized I’d missed seeing the plaque commemorating William Tyndale. While preparing for my night class on Church History, I was reminded that it wasn’t until 400 years after his death that Tyndale was finally recognized for his achievements in the most famous of England’s burial …
“Of course, they’ve got an injury,” I complained to my son-in-law, John. “We’re driving the ball, and they need to slow us down.” We were at a college football game, the University of Oklahoma vs. the University of Cincinnati, on their home field, Nipper Stadium. It was a beautiful day for college football. My sister-in-law, …
“PopPop, will you sit down and read with me?” Emmie, my six-year-old granddaughter, asked, having plopped down on the couch shortly after school, her bookbag next to her. Her question stopped me mid-stride as I was hot-footing it to my study upstairs, anxious to resume work on a project. I was supposed to watch Emmie …