My Father’s Words

It was just my father and I, alone in the car. I was probably ten or twelve and we were on our way to the airport. He loved airplanes. He had been a paratrooper in the Korean War and later obtained his pilot’s license. On rare occasions he would have the money to take me up in a borrowed two-place, high-winged, single-engine plane, but

God is an Optimist

God is an optimist. I know this because He believes in me and He gives me opportunities that I know I can’t handle on my own.  I know this because He gives me hopes and dreams that I know I don’t deserve and that I cannot fulfill.  I know He is an optimist because His Word declares a world-wide awakening before He returns, and He describes

Dignity and Decency

Freddie had frosting in his hair, cake in his nose and, milk running down his chin and neck onto his new pants. With a grin on his face he lifted a glass to his mouth and drank noisily, then giggled and gargled, spewing more milk across the room onto his friends. It was his birthday party and he was having a blast. The problem

No Longer Hard to Believe

For most of mankind’s history, people had to be within earshot in order to talk with others. So, it was hard to believe inventors of the industrial age who began postulating that someone could talk in one place and have their voice heard in another place, all with the use of electricity and wires. But, as a result of many believers pursuing this dream,