I have been guilty of judging others. Of waggling my finger and wrinkling my forehead. I’ve passed judgement on teens who wear their pants too low. Or grandpas who wear their pants too high

No obituary columns, no funerals, no gravestones. No First Aid kits, no Band-Aids, no dentist office, no divorce court, no police station. No anxiety, no depression, no worry, no fear. What would you give for a home like that?

Today I’ll try to answer three questions that have come across my desk relating to money and giving.

Not long ago, my kids introduced a new phrase to my vocabulary: “Epic Fail.” I think it happened when I stood on a ladder that was leaning against a thin…

Recently I found myself on a stage after being introduced by a guy wearing the same brand and colour of shirt I was wearing. But that’s nothing compared to the three crazy coincidences you’re about to hear

Early in our marriage, things weren’t going well. My wife irritated me. I wanted to follow Martin Luther’s example and nail a list of irritations to the bathroom door.