I see it in the eyes around me. Like chapters written in silence. Histories of love and sometimes pain.Their eyes speak of trust or betrayal, of innocence or hidden shadows. Eyes telling stories, like whispers from the soul, radiating outward from the heart.They...

I can see it. The world around us is getting ready for what comes next. But first comes the fall. Around our home, the trees have traded their vibrant greens for soft pastels of orange and red. As do I, they sense the nearing season. A cold winter awaits us all, they...

“Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.” Psalm 119:105 It was dark (in the ER). As I lay, the wind and waves washed over me—a torrent whose spray alone seemed enough to drown a man. My mast had fallen, along with its tattered sail, each...