Mr. Schrock came wired with it. In an odd twist of fate, genetics or some inexplicable cosmic mutation, he was born with a unit in place. Why he showed up

The results that returned were crushing. It was cancer, widespread and malicious. Roaring in like a wildfire with a searing heat, flames devouring, it blazed right through, and in several

It was a photograph of Jesus, a portrait created by a young girl who’d died, gone to Heaven and come back. Jesus, He with the eyes shining kindness. Shining love.

He’d awakened, miserable. “I couldn’t get to sleep,” he said, scratching an arm. It’s so itchy.” Sure enough. On legs, arms and chest, red blotches had broken out. “That’s not

How kind of you to teach your baby brother, The Cheerful Little Cricket, my cell number. Can I just say…what were you thinking?!  Oh, I’m sure it was a hoot

When it happens, it’s a crisis. No, I mean it. Look up the word “crisis” in any dictionary, and there’ll be a picture of a microwave oven, black smoke rising,

Days passed, and nothing. Despair turned to anger in the pit I was in, and exhaustion hovered black o’er my days. And then. And then on a hot and bright

Before there were cell phones, there was still distracted driving. I thought of this recently when a friend told me about a bumper sticker she’d seen. “Driving under the influence

It was nearly 6 years ago on November 5, 2007, that something quite miraculous occurred. In a certain local paper, page 3, Monday edition, a column appeared with a face

The barn’s throwing its shadow. Behind it, the sun does His bidding, rising silent from the east, just blocked by the peak of that barn. For a moment, I listen