At times I admire the simplest things because they often contain the greatest lessons. We have a comical groundhog that lives at the base of our backyard bur oak tree. At its very top is a squirrel’s nest, high above even our home. A few bunnies visit, and a nursery...

I’ve noticed a quiet order woven into Creation, a ladder of glory stretching from the dust of the earth to the throne of Heaven. Our God sits above all things, eternal and uncreated, speaking galaxies into existence with a single word. Beneath Him are the...

We were cut from the same stubborn cloth, chiseled from the same hardened stone, and hadn’t spoken with the other for over a decade—an unfortunate byproduct of the anguish he had wrought upon our family, especially Mom. Such resentment grew to levels a young mind...