The mother smiled. I smiled. Smiles were everywhere. That little bottle of bubbles had transformed the whole scene.
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The mother smiled. I smiled. Smiles were everywhere. That little bottle of bubbles had transformed the whole scene.
Read moreWhen I give blood on Good Friday next month, I’ll continue my practice of praying for the “whoever” who will receive my donation. I’ll have both my Bible and my heart open, praising Jesus for loving me to death and back, a “whoever” desperately in need of his life-giving blood.
Read moreOut of 7,150,855,447 people in the world, God brought Cathi and Liz in to my life. And then He connected them. Three lives brought together for His purposes, for our good, for His glory.
Read moreAfter praying I felt led to write a creative fundraising letter. Ideas dropped in my mind and flowed out through my fingers. Soon I was smiling at my “Participation Invitation.”
Read moreWalking through a cemetery puts life in perspective.
Read moreShe’s an accomplished translator, but when we were together recently her excitement ran ahead of her English. In a burst of enthusiasm she meant to say “I’m so glad” but instead she exclaimed: “Glad me!”
Read moreBut what comforts and cheers me today is imagining Ida leaving this world behind … and then looking into Jesus’ face.
Read moreI’m fond of saying that Romans 8:28 is not a typo, but my experience in Guatemala brings new meaning to its truth: “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.”
Read moreIt’s often said that thanksgiving should not be confined to one day a year. Here’s to making sure it’s not confined to one location either.
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