In 1971, the troubles in Northern Ireland were increasingly becoming a danger to myself and to my children. We were in constant danger from bombs and bullets. This was nothing new. Every day, on the radio, we listened to a horror story of suffering. Our personal horror came one night when we were awakened by two gunmen. One stood at the end of...

The hum in the office grew as people filtered in that morning. Soft chuckles over some incident the night before, muffled conversations and ringing phones filled the air. Suddenly, an urgent tone broke in. The first reports of a possible tragedy began circulating, and while some employees wrapped up phone calls, one or two turned on a radio, and...

My life is a work of art. A collage of images. A complex working of light and shadow. A tapestry of colours, from the dark tint of suffering to the bright hues of joy. I am an artist, but this is not my work. It is the work of The Master. The tears I shed now are from a thankful heart for what Christ has done in my life. He has carried me through...

For most of my life I looked for love, but I looked in all the wrong places, and always came out of the experience feeling degraded and all alone. I am the youngest of 3 girls in our family. Many times, it was made clear to me by my mother and sisters that I did not belong with them. It always seemed as though I was looking at our family from...

We all know someone who is getting a divorce, dying of some awful disease, having severe financial problems, or whose children have turned their lives upside down. We recognize these as trials. But check it out--trials come in all sizes and shapes. 100% of human beings, married or single, experience hurt in their relationships. 100% of parents...

The hum in the office grew as people filtered in that morning. Soft chuckles over some incident the night before, muffled conversations and ringing phones filled the air. Suddenly, an urgent tone broke in. The first reports of a possible tragedy began circulating, and while some employees wrapped up phone calls, one or two turned on a radio, and...

When the truth was revealed about my husband Will’s secret life*, I was devastated beyond comprehension. The enormity of the betrayal and deceit was unforgivable—12 years of lies! The phone call from the other woman’s husband left me in shock, unable to view anything rationally or move forward in any capacity of life. I could barely function:...