Her bedchamber had been a place of rest at the end of a long day’s work, a sanctuary with cool evening breezes fluttering the curtains. Now, the July heat was stifling, the room heavy with the scent of ether. She struggled to release the little soul within her, attempting to ...

“Beneath the cross of Jesus I gladly take my stand.” This is the opening line of a familiar hymn. I recently sang this at a communion service in my church.  The cross is a very controversial symbol in our culture. Atheists want it removed. Others wear one around their neck. ...

Many Americans are the descendants of immigrants who sojourned to this country from lands around the world.  With the swooshing of long skirts, the clopping of men’s boots, and the giggles of wide-eyed children, they boarded waiting ships or loaded into wagons, carrying their trunks and suitcases filled with treasured ...