I have been crucified with Christ; and it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me; and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave…
I will be alone this Christmas ~ my children were here earlier in the year from all over the country for my 90th birthday, and I didn’t want them to have the expense of coming again so soon. I won’t be…
By Ruth Wood It seems that every year at Christmas my mother laments, “What can I give you? You have everything.” She loves to give and feels sad that I have no pressing material needs. In her mind, how can…
For consider Him who endured such hostility from sinners against Himself, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart. In your struggle against sin you have not yet resisted to the point of shedding your blood. And have…
When I was a very small child, my father would read to me every evening after dinner. We had a ritual. He had a large book of Mother Goose rhymes. The book was covered in a soft, blue fabric, and…