I’m an Army brat, the proud son of a proud veteran who completed four tours of duty in two separate conflicts. I am immensely grateful

The highest possible standard of a nation is justice. That is quite a high standard, not always reached by a nation, even ours. How does

The lap pool–wide at both ends to allow for volleyball nets–was sixty feet long. The middle part narrowed into a dangerous Dardanelles where he had

I should keep a Sunday journal, a place not so much for sermon outlines as for the ideas they have generated. It strikes me now

The Pump at the End of the Lane I remember the sound of the pump at the end of our cottage lane braying like a

>“Establish the work of our hands for us–yes, establish the work of our hands.” —Psalm 90:17b The heat waves this summer reminded me of a