Inconvenient babies, out-of-season babies, special-needs babies, have proven time and again to be the greatest joy of a mother or father, biological or adoptive.
We mourn that each generation will face growing resistance to God’s purity and holiness, and many will accept a godless and sensual lifestyle as normal and progressive.
Dissent is like standing on the edge of a cliff.
Yet the best love goes beyond romance or friendship. The greatest love has the power to change a life forever.
But what if the path goes two directions, and yet we believe either direction is bad for us, our family, our friends, our nation, our world?
So personal is this hunger for God that no soul can be filled for another. Each soul has to have its own refreshing time with our Maker.
When I rise up and when I go to sleep, the longing deep within my soul is for those I love.
When we thirst, we long for our thirst to be satisfied. But we who are human have many different thirsts.
Even on a clear day, even from a mountain top, we only know for sure the reality of this moment.
I wonder what would happen if voters actually voted according to what they believe is right.
It’s not hard to see why any nation can come to a place where the statement of its history reads, “You can see why there isn’t much left.”
It is difficult for us to let go of our personal biases to see the truth, even when it is as visible as a red bird sitting in a winter tree.