
Still There
I was just ready to bite into my freshly toasted English muffin with peanut butter dripping off its warm edges, when I noticed the blue
Let us run with patience the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus…
(Hebrews 12:1-2)

I was just ready to bite into my freshly toasted English muffin with peanut butter dripping off its warm edges, when I noticed the blue

It was just a training session, and we were completely safe. Still, we crouched, terrified, behind an empty patient bed listening to the “active shooter”

I was standing on the threshold of my house ready to step onto the sun-bathed floor boards of my front porch when I heard the yelling.

“I’m sorry to interrupt,” the McDonald’s employee said politely approaching our table, “but is there anyone here that knows first aid? There’s a child choking

Well, it happened again this morning, starting with my waking up at 5:37. One day this week as I was charging down a hallway in

“We’re closing soon,” the man at the soup kitchen said, looking me up and down. I had been tugging on the locked glass doors when he