Whether or not storms come, we can not choose. But where we stare during a storm, that we can.

As we meditate on Christ's life, we find strength for our own.

We're all travelers, all sojourners.

History is not an endless succession of meaningless circles but a directed movement toward a great event.

Sometimes I wonder if we don't see Christ's love as much in the people he tolerated as in the pain he endured.

I believe for God not to allow pain to happen in the world is for Him to extract free will from the world.

Never underestimate the power that comes when a parent pleads with God on behalf of a child.