The only time my prayers are never answered is on the golf course.

Every year during their High Holy Days, the Jewish community reminds us all of our need for repentance and forgiveness.

There comes a moment when we all must realize that life is short, and in the end the only thing that really counts is not how others see us, but how God sees us.

If it weren't for God's grace, you and I wouldn't be able to live for even one more minute.

The most thrilling thing about heaven is that Jesus Christ will be there. I will see Him face to face. Jesus Christ will meet us at the end of life's journey.

Prayer never works for me on the golf course. That may have something to do with my being a terrible putter.

When thanksgiving is filled with true meaning and is not just the formality of a polite 'thank you,' it is the recognition of dependence.