If God came to save the world, why are so many of His professed followers intent on damning it?

Sunsets, like childhood, are viewed with wonder not just because they are beautiful but because they are fleeting.

Sometimes, when tragedy strikes, people give up hope that they can expect anything more from life, when the real quest is finding out what life expects from them.

My grandfather, a devout Christian, had the gift of healing.

People are looking for inspiration, and my books are sometimes the vehicles of what people are looking for.

That which we expect of life is indeed all that it ever can be.

As we walk our individual life journeys, we pick up resentments and hurts, which attach themselves to our souls like burrs clinging to a hiker's socks. These stowaways may seem insignificant at first, but, over time, if we do not occasionally stop and shake them free, the accumulation becomes a burden to our souls.