“I am not superstitious…just a little stitious.” “If there’s not a God, then what are all these churches for…and who…is Jesus’ dad?” — Michael Scott

I wrote this in September 2005. “The summer has officially ended for me. The Sea Doo has come out of the water and is now comfortably resting in the garage. Ugh… that means winter is quickly approaching… the snow, the bitter cold… why is it again that I live in Indiana? I just pray for…

Every so often, you come into a situation that, when you look back on it, has to be divine appointment rather than coincidental happenstance. I was talking about this very thing the other day to my friend, John, who lost his son Troy in an accident earlier this summer. Several things have happened after Troy’s…

“In France, just as in New York and everywhere, how much people hunger for love: that is a terrible form of poverty, without comparison with the poverty of Africans and Indians. It’s not so much how much you give, but the love with which you give that counts. Pray that it begins in your own…