Darkness is our enemy when it comes out of order and unexpected. A power outage that wipes out electricity and our quick access to light...

It’s been two years since Lisa left her broken body to make her journey home. Not a day goes by that I don’t wish for one more hug, one...

I have a tear bottle. It is fragile, small, long-necked, and vulnerable. My friend, John Haines, of many missionary travels, gave it to...