All Stories
India, how are you doing in the midst of so much pain and big loss?
Your magnificent ship is barely floating...
At the last curtain call, long applause resounded and the annual school program came to an end. Former students faithfully...
I was eleven and told everyone I'd be starting an orphanage in India. Who'd believe an eleven-year-old? Skeptics added coals to my fire...
Excuse me, did you have a question for this answer?...
Grandma is as sweet as pie; as calm as a lalabai...
He's the crying Lord and with painful compassion, keeps tears in His wineskin for healing the nations...
Our land is crying, smothered with heavy darkness; how long do we live in fear?...
My little boat was far from home across a vast ocean. Helpless? Yes! Unhappy? Not at all! Life hung in limbo, perched precariously somewhere between dreams and truth. Life was picking up speed and...
I sent the story draft again and again to Anna’s sisters who were top-notch school teachers. Her sisters meticulously read my story and edited it methodically —like proper teachers grading an exam...
And so, after all the wonderful sacrificial love, and the tenderness and brokenness which I’ve described exhibited in my dad, this live gig recording reveals the truth; he was also, undoubtedly human...
Parents are always on stage; they are the star in their children’s lives. They are the heroes...
Death is not the greatest loss in life.
The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
(Norman Cousins)...
Death is naked before God; destruction lies uncovered” Job was right. I never imagined I'd live through such a day as that...
As the ceiling shuddered above us, there was an earth-shaking, appostrogetic tumult above our heads that entered our whole being and made our innards shake and tremble...
Absolutely everything had been lost. The only thing we had left was each other and a memory etched into our lives forever. What an unpresented Palm Sunday evening that was!...