Adoption, Disability, and the Power of God’s Love
The first time we met Esther was under the golden arches… It was the summer of 2000. Our family had recently doubled in size with the adoption of two boys...
The first time we met Esther was under the golden arches… It was the summer of 2000. Our family had recently doubled in size with the adoption of two boys...
When you hear the word feast, I’m sure you think of… Thanksgiving! Platters of turkey, plates around the table overloaded with mashed potatoes, stuffing...
Suppose a woman with arthritis in her hands embroidered a set of pillowcases for you as a thank-you gift. The gift would mean more to you than if sewn...
Once during a flight to Kansas City, a woman from an adoption agency sat behind me on the plane. In her arms she held two beautiful Korean babies. My heart...
I will never forget Thanksgiving Day 1963. I was fourteen years old, living on a farm in Maryland, and Mr. Cauthorne, the owner of the big estate across the...
God bends us but never breaks us. This means that if I love God, suffering does not ultimately matter. Christ in me is what matters. Pain does not cease...
Not long ago I was back in Baltimore and spent time with Connie, a high school girlfriend. She is one of millions of American women who are in the...
When New Testament Christians read this verse on an Old Testament parchment, or when the early church fathers, such as Wycliffe, read it from the newly...
Writing has always been one thing I loved. Creativity always flowed wildly in my mind, like a river in the fiercest storm. However, as someone with very...
I bet you know the Lord’s prayer. “Our Father who art in heaven, ‘hallowed’ be thy name.” In other words, “I revere and adore your holy name.” But sometimes...