A few weeks ago, I received a phone call. The one I had thought about for so many years. I had always wondered how I would react when I got it. And I found out. My father was just a month or two shy of his ninetieth birthday when he came down with COVID, but...

What a relief it was to be free of the relentless obsession to drink! For several years, I had practiced the principles of recovery, and had established and grown in my relationship to God. I’d been through a lot. In my second year of sobriety I made huge financial...

I glanced at it as I drove by, and then did a double take. A smile crossed my lips and a shook my head a tiny bit. Yep. There it was. Another reminder. A note from God. Thank you, God, I whispered. I’ve always appreciated the effort church staff make to share tidbits...