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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...