I just recently returned from my first international trip since the beginning of the pandemic.

We recently discovered the love letters my parents wrote to one another in 1944 -1945.

We had the opportunity to see God’s signs and wonders in the rescue of eighteen Christians from Afghanistan.

Almost twenty years ago, Jay and I packed our belongings in a Honda van with forty years‑worth of memories.

I have been helping Rebecca clean out her family home of 150 years.

I had another daunting task to handle. It was the cleaning out of my family’s home.

I attended a women’s retreat where I first learned about spiritual practices.

There is something about a vintage map that stirs my imagination.

I am obsessed with the liturgies that I have discovered in Every Moment Holy.

One day we were up in the attic when we discovered my grandfather’s old Corona typewriter

Recently I was scurrying around Peachtree Church attending to last‑minute details

One morning I thought that I would skip my time of reading John and then journaling.

I just celebrated another birthday which always prompts a bit of reflection.

In a recent staff meeting, our Senior Pastor asked each of us to share our favorite Psalm.

Recently when I started to launch our weekly Zoom session, I could tell my computer was locking up.

I heard Dan Allender, author of To Be Told, ask the question, “Where are you beautiful?”

Easter is the ultimate story of new life springing from the darkness, a reminder that God can overcome the worst

There is a well‑known saying that “Those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it.”

When my son, William, was at Ridgeview Middle School, he was in classes with students who spoke Spanish

These days there is a great deal of talk about vaccines. Many of us anxiously await the opportunity to receive