I’m a different person in my grief. I’m a different person because of my grief. I’m a different person without Sawyer here.

Twenty-five years have passed since that day, and I am still in awe of how God reached out to minister to my grieving heart...

Gradually it got easier. It helped that I moved out of the small town where people knew too much for my personal peace of mind...

I clung to the top of the roof, crouched like a gargoyle, and shook. How was I ever going to get down? So much for being Daddy’s daredevil.

Writing is a tool for freedom. Through the regular application, you can find a new lease on life.

We have arrived on the last Monday of June, how is it possible? 2021 is flying by...

Hello, fire-ring friends. I have the exciting opportunity this week to come to you from the Spark Media Conference being held in conjunction

The process of healing from my childhood created some climactic moments where I reassured the girl within that I was now safe, stronger, and