
Not a Bigot
There’s something about the word, bigot, that I don’t particularly care for. It’s an ugly word—a…

There’s something about the word, bigot, that I don’t particularly care for. It’s an ugly word—a…

The Parable of the Prodigal Son is one of the most recognized Biblical narratives and has…

Today would have been Grandma Ham’s 90th birthday. For those who didn’t have the privilege of…

This political season has become reality television at it’s very best (or worst depending on your perspective).…

2016 has brought me to my knees. The news has been horrendous enough, but the subsequent fallout…

My four-year old twins were given matching Cam Newton jerseys for their birthday last fall, and…

We have a camellia bush in our front yard that refuses to take root. Every season,…

A clever hoax, supposedly validated by Good Morning America, circulated on Facebook recently: Mark Zuckerberg, the thirty-one-year…

I’ve recently gained a deeper appreciation for the reality of depression. Whether it was my own naivety…