Twenty-one years ago, I witnessed a local devastation that went global within seconds. The plight of 9/11 brought all four corners of the world together on its knees. And when I reel back to that day in 2001, one question still resonates with me. “Why, God?”
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I have been to the Amazon rainforest and spent time with the people and animals who live there. I have visited the Dust Bowl of America and the coalfields of Europe. New Zealand? I have been there too. I have loved being with my ancestors in Sweden. All along my journeys, I have gotten to know our God better.
I attended a local basketball game last week just before holiday break between two Christian high school teams. The game was very competitive, action was non-stop, and the fans were…
“But whoever looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom, and continues in it—not forgetting what they have heard, but doing it—they will be blessed in what they do.” (James…
By Melissa Elizondo There’s this way random comments people make about kids and the families they come from can get inside your soul, keep you up at night, make you…