The thorn and the gift.

I will not burden you with the full story; you don't have time, and I'm not sure I have the energy. But I couldn't help but shar...

In the heart of a golden barley field lies a man, staring up at the clear sky. The sun and the wind wash over him, but he does not blink. Th...

Joshua pushes his body to the limits... one grape at a time. It's slobbery.

I have a friend who is really hurting, but I can't do much to help. I pray for him, I offer encouragement, but I can't fix him or hi...

The man that I hope to shelter all the days of my life My husband is three miles away and he's coming home in a half hour, but I called ...

I'm naturally pretty wimpy. No, it's true--don't try to make me feel better. (As if anyone would try to convince me otherwise.) ...

It's strange that we can be so uncomfortable with acknowledging personal sin and yet so comfortable in committing it. Every Friday nigh...

All my life I've lived without getting homesick. As a kid, I loved sleepovers and trips. I never missed my family. I wasn't sad abou...

A crowded restaurant, bustling with patrons and filled with the chatter of conversation and the clatter of silverware. Our table, scattered ...

"For the first time in my life I know what I must do off in lonesome Lanao. I know why God left this aching void, for Himself to fill. ...

"If only" is the hammer I smash my thumb with.

tips. that's what I don't want right now. I think that if I took all the tips that are foisted on me, I could easily spend 26 hours ...

moves and removes