The Fading Sounds of Sorrow

I was sitting in my writing chair listening to some beautiful instrumental Christmas music. It was a piano solo. As the pianist continued to play a soft melody, in the distance, I heard the wailing song of a siren clearing the way in route to an unknown trauma. The...

Living Life Free From Hell’s Labels

The label the enemy has been trying to place on your life will not stick. It currently has no adhesive ability because you know who you are in Christ and what He has called you do in service of His Kingdom. Because of that understanding, you have chosen to not take...

Discovering Hidden Blessing in a Place of Sorrow

In 1968, at age 60, my father had a heart attack. For a man who was a carpenter and had to work with his hands to make a living, this changed everything.  After his heart attack, my father took a remodeling job in an adjoining city with a plan for a house to...