What Matters Most is….We All Matter
Take it from Mother Teresa — we all matter. I see the marches and the protests and the persistent sound bites about an exclusive group of people demanding that their lives matter. I’m not nullifying that their lives do matter, but if we look at the work of Mother Teresa, we’ll learn that ALL lives…
This Good Guy Wears a White Hat
This is my son, Larry. Technically, he’s my son-in-law, but we’ve called him our son from the get-go. It is a term of endearment. He called us mom and dad. We loved him so much. We were proud to call him our son. Last month, I had the joy of travelling with him and Staci…
Making the Most of Our Lives
Over the 19 years since the diagnosis of osteoarthritis in my fingers, some deformity occurred. Initially, the pain was so severe that I needed help to do the simplest things like buttoning a blouse or zipping up slacks. The worst part was being unable to pick up my grand-babies. Through prayer and wise nutrition counsel,…