Pointing the Way
Chasing a Thief Two police officers were cruising, their eyes scanning the city for trouble. Suddenly their radio came alive. [...]
Chasing a Thief Two police officers were cruising, their eyes scanning the city for trouble. Suddenly their radio came alive. [...]
“Listen! Every one who is thirsty, come to the waters. And you who have no money, come, buy and eat. [...]
In Loving Memory of my sister, Gloria (Peach) Fosket Ice, May 24, 1954 -- April 28, 2022 For Christmas one [...]
Among your favorite hymns, is there one written by Fanny Crosby? As the poet who wrote over 9,000 hymn in [...]
You held the newborn Jesus in your arms, Simeon. Oh, I would like to have been there, looking at you [...]
Shining angel, majestic messenger from God, what happened in Heaven the day of the First Sin? Did you and all [...]
You have no song, Joseph. Indeed, you have no words, none, in all of Scripture. As the adoptive father of [...]
Old, you were old, Zechariah, you and Elizabeth, too old to have your prayer answered, too old to have a [...]
Fanny. Crosby, 1820-1915, wrote well over 9,000 hymns during her life. Her songs include titles that you have probably sung: [...]
On Labor Day weekend two years ago I called my friend Joan to chat. We had been friends since 1995, [...]