Meant to Be
A light blue Volkswagen Beetle backed into the empty space next to my car in the medical parking lot. A middle-aged man got out of…
Read MoreA light blue Volkswagen Beetle backed into the empty space next to my car in the medical parking lot. A middle-aged man got out of…
Read MoreEditor’s note: Calvin Burrell’s passing on June 29 occurred days before we began editing this issue. Below is his full memorial and just a fraction…
Read MoreIt’s Thursday night. There is something important I need to do tonight, but I am dreading it with every fiber of my being. You see,…
Read MoreMany years ago, when I married Troy, I did not know he had told people that he would kill himself. While we were dating, I…
Read MoreThe prophet Haggai wrote: “For thus says the Lord of hosts: ‘Once more (it is a little while) I will shake heaven and earth, the…
Read MoreAt sixteen years old, I found the love of my life at a Salvation Army camp. Three years later, we were married. There aren’t enough…
Read MoreIt is safe to assume that almost everyone has taken part in creation. Most people have played a part in creating something. It may have…
Read MoreI began my life with God privately, a thirteen-year-old in my room at night, pouring out my concerns and wishes to a God I didn’t…
Read MoreIn 1972, Harold (not his real name) received his draft card welcoming him to the Vietnam War. Our family had been dreading this day for…
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