Faith, Fiction, Friends

After Daniel 8:18-27   The story, the vision, explains the long haul, what is to come over time, long time, decades, centuries, perhaps mill...

It’s a few minutes after 12 p.m., and Little Song has received an invitation – a special invitation to a midnight ball. Because it will take...

Awareness of time is heightened at two periods of our lives. When we are very young, time appears to move at a glacial pace, especially as w...

Time is our greatest asset, poet  River Dixon  writes in the introduction to his poetry collection  Left Waiting: And Other Poems . It ...

It is a trail, flat, winding its paved way around a placid lake, a silent timepiece, minutes and seconds sounding with each s...

After I Corinthians 15:3-6, 20-26 Four thousand years of history funneled into a cave with a stone. Four thousand years col...

After I John 2:18-27 I hear the ticking; it is the first, or last, sound I heard when I knew it was the last hour, the fina...

Fifty years ago I sat in their places, shy young faces full of hope, and expectancy and not a little fear, knowing the mo...