Story Harvest

Growing up with six people in my family never allowed for what I considered a “family vacation.” Sure, my brothers, parents and I would fly …

It was a warm August morning in Hawaii when my cousin Keyara and I boarded a tourist boat to go snorkeling. We found a spot …

It was Saturday evening when my mother-in-law, who lived in Southern California, telephoned to say that the ambulance was at their home. My father-in-law had …

“We need to ask Jesus to help us find your pacifier.” It had brushed my hair and bumped my shoulder as it fell from the …

Some things never change. Storytelling is as popular as ever. Children still clamor to know what life was like when Dad and Mom were little. …

I can’t think of an exact moment where I can say, “That was the moment I decided to follow Jesus.” Like many, my story is …

“Do you want to be bar mitzvah?” my mom asked me. We were standing in the kitchen of our New York City apartment one evening …

My sister and I have always struggled to appreciate each other’s inner beauty. “This is what you should do,” Faith would say when we were …

It was a beautiful, sunny day. I had the music up, the window rolled down, and was tapping my finger on the steering wheel as …

Spring quarter is a happy time in college, as the short, gloomy days of winter give way to sunshine and bright color with a hum …