Story Harvest

Michael’s last words to me as I was opening the door this morning to go for my morning walk were: “Be careful! Watch for cars! …

I recently lost my mother to cancer, and since then, I feel the most comfortable when I rely solely on myself to control my life. …

My husband and I were so excited when we saw two pink lines instead of one. What a surprise. What a joy! We were going …

That chilly November Thursday began with the all too familiar beep, beep, beep of my alarm clock. Like every other day, I groggily woke up, …

They say that color is subjective; it really is. Humans are only able to distinguish a fragment of the spectrum, and dogs even less. So …

I was in my very first days as a minister when my senior pastor asked me one Sabbath morning to visit someone who had called …

When Rudy, our firstborn, started college, I knew it was apron-string-cutting time, even though he still lived at home. But it wasn’t easy to do, …

Have you ever thought about what has protected humanity from being destroyed? Maybe your first thought is love. But it is through compassionate acts that people …

The doctor’s words thundered in my ears as I trudged across the gravel road. “Your days of driving your car are over—you have to stop …

Five years ago, I got the opportunity to travel to Guatemala with some of my classmates. Thrilled, I raised the required money, doubled my efforts …