Our sons were – and are – crazy about baseball, and then followed the grandsons. They know the players, the standings, the stats. Did I mention they’re crazy about baseball? Yeah, it’s true; it runs in the family. But dark clouds again...

Our three-year-old grandson had been around long enough to show us that he’s gonna be the one who lived on the edge. You know, trying daring things, and basically a physical kind of guy. Consequently, he might be on a first name basis with the folks in the...

Our oldest son and his wife, who became our wonderful daughter, were living on an Indian reservation and had ministered there for several years. And then it was time to expect their first baby. It was wonderful that this baby girl was going to come. They lived...

We met Gal on an Indian reservation. She wasn’t very easy to get to know. Gal was a cute black and white dog owned by a missionary couple that our On Eagles’ Wings Team was working with on a remote reservation. Most dogs run up to you when you come to...

Where are those gnats coming from? Not in the studio. I mean every family member – one after another – was asking that around our house. We had this sudden outbreak of pesky little bugs floating around through the air. Have you ever seen them? And...