I rolled over and peered at the alarm clock burning a sickly green hole in the dark – 3:16 AM. I yawned and shut my eyes. Sleep. I needed...

Julie Murphy shares her faith in this story of The Little Book that brought her hope for healing.

Professor Jacobs scanned the class. “The philosophy of the absurd postulates that there is no meaning in the world beyond what meaning we...

Yum Yum purred as my husband, Chuck, steered our big motorhome onto Interstate 84. He cheered. “Here we go! Portland, Oregon to Portland,...

Story told by Fulya Hansen. Me and my daughter, Tiffany, the summer before my cancer treatment began. At age 47, I was diagnosed with...

It was a clear October Saturday on Grayback Mountain in rural Klickitat County, an area of timber and rangelands in the foothills of the...

I treasured the floral card holder that I kept on my kitchen windowsill, and often read the cards filled with God's word for comfort and...

My cat, Salty, meowed in distress and threw up on the carpet. I hurried him outside to the deck and watched him throw up again. The last...

Sharon Warman Agnor finds hope and healing in creative expression.

I awoke at the Westin Hotel in Los Angeles, California in a foul mood. I wanted to celebrate Easter day watching my boys hunt for Easter...

I was afraid for my son’s future. He had graduated from college with a degree in English but couldn’t find a job commensurate with his...

When I was fourteen years old, my dad accidentally inhaled carbon monoxide while he was repairing the generator that powered our remote,...

“I hope the police don’t stop us,” I muttered to my husband as we rattled along in our old Land Cruiser on a deserted road in Uganda....

My husband, Bob, hauled a stack of wool blankets out of the Red Cross Disaster Relief Trailer and set them on the blacktop of the...