There are many kinds of artists. My friend, Martha, she made her masterpieces out of thread. She lived in a tiny, sparsely furnished house in a remote corner of the Navajo reservation. It hadn’t been an easy life with 11 children and a husband who blew most...

I’ve lost count of how many times I have landed in an airplane. But who would care? For the most part – routine landings – except for the ones that were unusually soft or unusually hard. In fact I experienced one of those hard landings a while...

Two words that will inevitably cause a lot of excitement to appear on any face in our family – Ocean City. That’s the name of this charming town on the Jersey shore where our family has got a lot of memories over the years. There was this one trip where...

I would call home to my wife, and I’d get a serenade. No, not from her. From our canary. We had only had him about a couple of weeks, and man, I found out he could sing up a storm! The whole time I was talking to my wife, the yellow bird symphony was going on...

Many years ago, one of the 20th Century’s great Christian leaders, Peter Deyneka, was immigrating to America on a long Atlantic voyage with only a few coins in his pocket. When he got hungry, he reached into this little bag he’d brought with him to eat...