Light My Path
Driving along a two-lane mountain road at night, your headlights may fall on several of those yellow, diamond-shaped signs with black, squiggly...
Driving along a two-lane mountain road at night, your headlights may fall on several of those yellow, diamond-shaped signs with black, squiggly...
Have you ever sunk your teeth into a golden, sun-ripened peach just plucked from the tree? Once you do, it will make supermarket peaches taste...
Well-meaning people will sometimes say to me, “Joni, God knows He can trust you with suffering. He knows your character. He knows you’re strong...
Sometimes those who deal with disabilities feel like no one understands their heartaches and struggles. They may even wonder if God Himself understands...
When you are homesick, what images come to mind? Maybe you think of an old house, familiar in every detail and dear to you. Maybe you remember well-loved faces and voices...
I leaned on my elbow looking out the farmhouse window while my mother and sisters cooked food and set the table for Christmas Eve dinner...
Ah, a child’s life, wrapped in a warm blanket, sleeping peacefully in his mother’s arms, with hardly a care in the world. Worries aren’t his...
We use words in strange ways. Take the word dying. Your daughter in tenth grade says she’s dying to know the football captain of the neighboring high school...
I once read that criminals to be crucified often had to carry to the place of crucifixion their own cross beam, a piece of wood weighing up to fifty pounds...
God telling me that I should be holy is like his telling me to scale the high jump at a track meet. But wait. Who’s that in front of the high bar...