
Can we glorify death?
The Roman poet, Horace, did. Celebrating stouthearted soldiers in his ...

We all want to be first.
From our earliest days, we jockey for the prize. Mom’s affection, a ...

We are called to be judges, but all too often we are unfit to judge.
In the same epistle ...

"Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good. He’s the King, I tell you" (Mr. Beaver, The Lion Witch ...

Ever since the creation of the world, his invisible attributes of eternal power and divinity ...

The upbeat greeting of “Happy Memorial Day,” said with the same enthusiasm of Independence ...

Hey Brother,
So, we’re off. It’s one day after Pentecost and we’re getting a taste of the ...

There was a rich man who dressed in purple garments and fine linen
and dined sumptuously each ...

A windswept forest on a cloud-covered night creaks, cracks, and moans, sending chills up and ...