To Die Is Gain: How to Find Victory Over Death
I sat beside my grandmother’s hospital bed, watching her chest rise and fall with each labored breath. The doctors had…
I sat beside my grandmother’s hospital bed, watching her chest rise and fall with each labored breath. The doctors had…
The storm had been building for months. I felt it in my tense shoulders when the phone rang. I noticed…
I was driving home one evening after a particularly difficult day at work. The pressure from deadlines, tough discussions, and…
I remember the day I learned about godly sorrow. I was sitting in my study, reading through Paul’s letters to…
One Sunday morning, I sat in my usual spot at church, half-listening to the pastor’s message. Then something he said…
One evening, as I sat on my couch, I wrestled with the idea of being “perfect.” Like many believers, I…
It was a quiet Sunday morning. Pastor John stood before his congregation, holding up his well-worn Bible. “Have you ever…
The old woman sat quietly in the pew, Bible on her lap. The words of the pastor bounced off the…
In a small town, a group of friends were sitting and discussing their lives and faith. Among them was Mia,…