Embrace God's truth with our new book, The Lies that Bind
Embrace God's truth with our new book, The Lies that Bind
The knot in my stomach grew tighter. I was dropping off my teenage daughter, Maggie, at her friend’s…
April 1, 1978. The desert sun blazed through the living-room windows of my parents’ house in Rancho Mirage,…
My name is Deborah Beddoe, and my husband Dave and I have been married for 27 years. And…
“Enjoy your week alone, convict.” Those were the last words I heard before the prison guard slammed shut…
The holidays are often thought of as the “most wonderful time of the year” but that’s not always…
I can see it on their faces sometimes. They walk into the store, heavy lidded, distracted by thoughts…
I sat down on the bed next to Jimmy, this small room at the veterans residential care facility…
Every time I looked at the purplish snowcapped mountains or heard the rush of the waterfall near my…
Two guys walked up to us in the strip mall parking lot just as my husband and I…
Nighttime phone calls are never good news when you’re the mother of a drug addict. My phone rang…
“There are only two ways to live,” Albert Einstein said. “One is as though nothing is a miracle.…
I sat beside my mother’s hospital bed. She lay dying of cancer. I didn’t know whether she could…
