Not too long ago, I moved from an apartment where I had lived for seven years to a little house in a wooded area overlooking a river.
Recently, as I was using my rubber stamp on an envelope, I thought how impossible it would be for anyone to misread my address, for if a stamp says Hamburg no one could read it as Chicago! And it occurred to me that similarly man, God's image and likeness, as we read in Genesis 1:26, cannot be mistaken for anything but the beloved child of God, perfect and good.
When innocent people are taken hostage, our deepest sympathies go out to them and their families.
Nearly four thousand years ago in the Middle East two men faced a serious conflict.
The professor had promised us a simple true/false, multiple-choice midterm examination.
As a child I was raised in a loving religious family, and I regularly attended a Protestant Sunday School.
Several years ago I returned to college to pursue a field of study related to my undergraduate degree.
I wish to express my enduring gratitude for a permanent healing that occurred when I was a young girl.
A few years ago, I noticed a protrusion from my body that occurred intermittently.