
Sometimes we approach joy as if we were taking a pop quiz. The art of joy requires more than one coat of paint.
When my son turned three, TJ graduated from the crib to an actual bed.


Everyone reveres the prophet after he's dead. But in his own day the prophet is rejected, ridiculed, scorned, misquoted, misunderstood, vilified, and in some cases shot in the head.

Do you believe God really answers prayer? Really and truly... that God hears your personal prayers and cares enough to respond?