As far back as I can remember, my mother would have me down by the bed at night with her, praying. I can still hear her voice calling my name to God and telling him that she wanted me to follow him in whatever he called me to do.
Charles R. SwindollA family is a place where principles are hammered and honed on the anvil of everyday living.
Charles R. SwindollThanksgiving is a time of quiet reflection; an annual reminder that God has, again, been ever so faithful. The solid and simple things of life are brought into clear focus.
Charles R. Swindoll