I’ve often thought that if we should have a fire, the one thing I’d most hate to lose would be my pictures—the printed ones before digital cameras and smartphones took over. Last week, I got smart and paid a student to scan all my “old” pictures—the ones that came from my mother’s photo albums. Then


One day while planning my next book, I realized I needed more information than I could get from books or the internet. I needed to talk to a real, live person with some experience in either handing out or being on the receiving end of certain medications. So I sent a note to one of


“You think I need to control my temper, do you?” Steve glared at his wife. “Well, what makes you think you’re so perfect?” Janice sighed. “I just don’t think you should get so angry with Gary because he didn’t like your idea. You—” “That’s the last time I’ll tell him anything!” “Steve, why can’t you accept a


Although it happened years ago, I’ll never forget the Sunday morning our pastor gave away a quarter for his children’s story. Our family was part of a small church plant meeting in a school gymnasium. At that point, there were only seven or eight young children. The pastor, an older man, always had a story


Jeannie cringes as a wave of anguish sweeps over her. How could I have missed that? What’s wrong with me? Tears well up in her eyes. I’m hopeless. Why can I never seem to get anything right? And why does Sam always pick up on it when I miss something? Yes, the results will be better


I just changed my fantasy novel thermometer from 5% to 90%! I’ve been editing the 40,000 word novel I originally wrote for granddaughter #2 for her 9th birthday. Yeah, that was a few years ago. This is at least my 5th thorough edit. I’ve been doing it for an hour or two a day over


Wherever I Wind Up: My Quest for Truth, Authenticity, and the Perfect Knuckleball, by R. A. Dickey, with Wayne Coffey. We’ve all had painful experiences in our past. Some more painful than others. Many of us are able to deal with those experiences and keep going. But some of us either try to pretend the


According to all the studies I’ve read over the last 40 years, the typical churchgoer will never help another person enter into a meaningful relationship with God. Wow! How can that be? On second thought—maybe it’s not so hard to believe…. A co-worker has cancer, and you want to say you’ll pray for her, but—what


I have another fear. One I seldom think about. In fact, I try hard not to think about it. I even pretend it doesn’t exist. It’s the fear that there’s something missing in my life.


If you’ve ever watched in frustration wondering why on earth someone in an abusive relationship didn’t get out at the first sign of trouble, I have a book you need to read. The title is Off the Map: Follow Me Out of Domestic Abuse. Jacquie Brown, the woman who wrote the book, says she was


God actually created human beings in order to have loving companions. And in the beginning, he walked with Adam and Eve and talked with them face to face.


I’ve often heard people say, “We have so many talented, capable people in this church, the church can’t help but grow.” Each time I hear those words, I cringe inside. Not because I don’t believe the church has been gifted with talented people. Most churches have. Many church members are college-educated people who are professionals