In 1996 my father was terminally ill. He had basically estranged himself from our family for much of our lives. Upon finding out that he had been abandoned by my stepmother in his illness, my sister and I asked him to move to Colorado to live with us. In those months my father and I became very clos

I have prayed prayers that moved mountains and I have prayed prayers that God answered with a different response. However, I have seen some things in common with the ones that moved mountains (as well as ones that met with a different response). The key is, still, humbly, I go to God in prayer and d

I wear glasses and basically have two pair. One pair is a bifocal so I can see distance as well as close up. I call these my preaching glasses because I like to see the people I am talking to when I speak. The other pair are reading glasses that are just for when I work on the computer (all day). Th

When I first came to Jesus, I realized that I was on the road to freedom…..but I had not yet arrived at my destination. You know the story with kids in the car, “Are we there yet? , Are we there yet?”. I believe that when we come to Jesus, when we make the decision to follow Him

I used to be a card carrying member of the “Hard Hearted Club”! Yep, I believed that all the homeless and the poor were homeless and poor because they were lazy! And of course, all people with tattoos are thugs, and all teens are spoiled and don’t know how to tell the truth. Oh, an

I remember a time in my life that I felt lost. I didn’t know what I didn’t know but I knew there was something I didn’t know and I desperately wanted to know! So……I prayed for a miracle! I needed a miracle then just too simply understand this life I was living in. I bel