Returning to the home of my childhood in small-town Oklahoma was an eyeopener. What was once a vibrant, bustling small town is now a largely deserted rundown signpost of the shift of America from rural to urban. Every one of …
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This week the location of my happiest childhood memories went up in smoke. My grandma’s house was consumed by flames. A house fire claimed it all. I was nurtured by one of the best grandmas around and a cadre of …
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“Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me, your rod and your staff, they comfort me” (Psalm 23:4). Jesus descended into that valley, that pit we …
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