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My heart broke a little with each step my 18-year-old son took toward the white Volkswagen idling in…
I believe in dreams, the kind that God plants in our hearts as seeds. Sometimes they’re big dreams…
I don’t remember a thing about the accident. It was April 11, 1991, and I was driving home…
More than 49,000. That’s how many American servicemen and women have been wounded in Iraq and Afghanistan since…
I could hear the inspector cutting into the walls of our half-finished, handcrafted log home, muttering under his…
Something brushed my hand and I stirred awake. There was my beloved grandpa Kegg beside me. He was…
Midnight on New Year’s Eve. I was in a rental car in Denver, Colorado. My 10-year-old son, Rylan,…
I stood outside the bedroom door and said a quick prayer for courage. Then I walked in. My…
I was on the Pennsylvania Turnpike, driving an old family car from Pittsburgh to Philadelphia for my younger…
The old man asked, “Are you feeling better now, Johnny?” I’d been lying there a long time, staring…
I published an article in Guideposts magazine a little over six years ago: Sarah’s Story, about a troubled…
I pulled a piece of curly maple from a stack at the specialty wood shop. I checked its…