After my wife passed away, the world felt unbearably quiet. She loved gardening more than anything: roses, daisies, tomatoes, even the stubborn little herbs that never cooperated. We used to tend them together on Saturday mornings, coffee cups in hand,…
Though most people can sympathize with those in prison, I also have empathy. When I was much younger, I got into racketeering and bank fraud. Being incarcerated for five and a half years in federal prison was rough, but…
This is our son who died in the county jail 11 years ago. He accepted Christ as a teen, but hung out with the wrong guys and got involved in drugs. Drugs became his escape. To some his story…