The 'hidden picture' Looking for Jesus? Take a closer look

In the early 1990s, my sister lived in New Zealand and worked for a traveling science roadshow. We talked on the phone rarely. It was too expensive, and the voice delay on oversea phone calls was really frustrating.

The greatest gift - hope: May our kids and grandkids receive it

Aunt Lena’s house was perfect, in a pop-culturish sort of way. She had a tri-level before most bi-levels had developed envy of the neighbors’ extra stairways.

Who gets to decide when to let go of life?

As a child I idolized my grandfather. One of my fondest memories is of him taking us to a neighborhood restaurant that had a little juke box in each booth. He would give my sisters and me a few quarters, and we’d flip to the “oldies” to play Grandpa’s favorites. From time to time I still hear those classics playing in my memory – from “Moon River” and “Lara’s Theme” (from “Doctor Zhivago”) to “Love is a Many Splendored Thing.”

Sometimes when seeking assurance, God gives it to us simply

Kathy-button.jpgLate at night whenever my husband and I stop at four-way traffic lights, he says three little words.

When everything seems lost......

inspiration-button.jpgThe directions to and from the place where Larry was going to work were simple. They were: right, left, left, left. Larry is meticulous, and his directions were well thought out and direct.