Yesterday was Valentine's Day, a day we try to express love and kindness to others. But it became a day of horrific tragedy in Parkland, Florida. As of this writing, at least seventeen students and/or staff members died at the hands of a former student who had a grudge and, apparently, randomly shot his victims. Now it is a day of sadness and mourning for many in our nation. One high school senior, interviewed, said the school was located in a well-to-do area of the city and

How can I explain it without frightening those around me . . . those who love me the most? First of all, I’m still me, locked inside my God-given temperament. I’m quiet; I hold my feelings inside me. I blamed this characteristic for my huge shingles outbreak in 2007 that led to the continuing post herpetic neuralgia (PHN), an ongoing chronic nerve pain. (Yes, it’s still there, just not as painful most of the time.) Now, with cancer, the same withholding occurs. The thought of

In the early 2000s, I browsed a secular book store in its self-helps section. My wife, Diane, was shopping elsewhere. I noticed several popular Christian authors' books were in this section, promoting how to become successful and becoming a better you. I thought for a moment and wondered why a Christian author, with a conservative view of the Bible, had not written a presentation of Christianity from a purely "positive thinking" slant, but use the Gospel as its core foundatio

I deeply regret not asking my dad and granddads more about their lives--their growing up days, their loves, and even their fears. But they're gone now and my memory of them narrows with age. When I began writing, one of my first manuscripts was my autobiography. On my day off, Diane and I would leave the house. She went shopping and I was dropped off a local coffee shop where I drank coffee and wrote. About four years later (2009), I held my first copy of 50/50 Chance to Live