Much living happens down below in the valley and in the daily struggle to ascend to the heights.  There’s little glamor there, one knows, in the sweat and toil, in sun’s glare

To this mother who had a rare opportunity to lie abed for just a while longer, it may as well have been a brass band that marched through the kitchen

With the wind on my face and the warmth of the sun, with notes of a birdsong trilling here and there, it was His voice I heard.  “Can you give

“Did it scare you?”  This to Little. “Yes.” “Did you talk to Jesus about it?” Yes, he said.  He’d talked to Jesus about it, and He’d made that scary old

Today’s the day.  I’d be just as happy as could be if you’d hop over there with me to catch the next installment in what is shaping up to be a

“Therefore,” he’d said, “having been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have access by faith into this grace in which

In our economy, the pecking order is set up something like this – the bigger you are, the more (and the harder) you peck.  Conversely, the smaller you are, the more

In a hurry this time, we sailed into Jimmy John’s to pick up some subs for the road.  I ordered the usual, #5 with pepper rings, and he ordered his

And I hear His voice.  “I’m working on it.”  I know it’s Him, for the peace that comes is instant and true.  Ah, yes.  My Father’s working on it. Then I

It was only a couple of weeks ago as they shared their hearts in class that she said something that caught my attention.  “When I had my tumor several years