Loving Her Beautiful

For every freedom we enjoy in our nation today, we honor all those who first served and gave to establish these freedoms, all those who have...

Eleven years ago one Sunday morning, I was assisting with the children’s ministry at church. All the kids were gathered for a special event:...

I’ve often marveled at the mystical relationship between women and their chocolate. Light or dark, world-class or cheap, the fruit of the co...

When I was young, I envisioned my dream girl. She had long, curly brown hair, deep dark eyes. Oh, yeah: and a great personality. I kept on d...

“When did you know you loved me?” she asks. Memories leap toward me, like children offered cupcakes. “Me, me, don’t forget me!” The night we...