Thought of the Week

Last week, I encouraged you to read “The Walk” series by Richard Paul Evans. I have now made it to my fifth and final book in the series. It has been a long time since a book or a series

If you are looking for good reading material you will do well to check out the writings of Richard Paul Evans.  Through a friend, Gloria and I were introduced to “The Walk Series” by this gifted writer. There are five

The complexity of human nature is difficult to explain and difficult to understand. The Apostle Paul would certainly agree.  Eugene Peterson has put Paul’s words in the 7th Chapter or Romans into everyday language. It goes like this, “What I

The writer in the devotional guide “Reflections” for Friday, May 29, said “When we find the future unclear or foreboding, finding the motivation for today’s tasks is often difficult.” Aleta Payne wrote in her News & Observer Editorial on May

It’s just a small 4×6 foot space in the corner of a larger room in our home in what some would call a “sun room”. It is adorned with Gloria’s beautiful orchids, a book case, a shelf holding our college

Two cherished devotional books in my library are “Morning and Evening” by Charles Haddon Spurgeon, known as “The Prince of Preachers” of whom it is said, “he preached out of the overflow of his devotional life.” And a devotional classic,

The parents of today’s seniors grew up in the days of silent films when one of the famous actors was Charlie Chaplin. Chaplin was an English comic actor, filmmaker and composer known around the world. He was considered one of

Next Sunday, May 10th is Mother’s Day. Next to Christmas and Easter it is one of the most significant celebrations in the calendar year. Someone has said, “Mothers hold their children’s hands for a short while, but their hearts forever.

I have come to the conclusion that difficulties bring out the best and the worst in human nature. Among the best, is the inspiring commitment and compassion of doctors, nurses and hospital staff that put their lives on the line

Fifty four years ago, this past Sunday, April 19, 1966, Gloria and I and our 21 month old son, Micky, sailed from the port of New Orleans to Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. We were going to a country we had