Category: Stories

At an airport, I overheard a father and daughter in their last moments together. They had announced her plane’s departure and standing near the door, he said to his daughter, “I love you, I wish you enough.” She said, “Daddy, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Daddy.” They kissed good-bye, and she left. He walked over toward the window where I was seated. Standing there, I could see he wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me...

Climb the high mountain Up God’s pathway Looking unto Jesus Lest you go astray. Climb the high mountain, Hard it may seem, With Jesus as your guide You will find your dream… A life that is filled With His love and His peace, A life now and beyond That will never cease!

The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight, and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, “This is for you, Daddy.” He was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found the box was empty. He yelled at her, “Don’t you know when you give someone a present, there’s supposed to be something inside...

A young Christian university student was home for the summer. She had gone to visit some friends one evening and the time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than she had planned and had to walk home alone. She wasn’t afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away. As she walked along under the tall elm trees, she asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a shortcut to her house, she decided...

I ran into a stranger as he passed by, “Oh, excuse me please,” was my reply. He said, “Please excuse me too; I just wasn’t watching for you.” We were very polite, this stranger and I. We went on our way, and we said good-bye. But at home, a different story is told, How we treat our loved ones, young and old. Later that day, cooking the evening meal, My son stood beside me, very still. When I turned, I nearly knocked him down. “Move out of the way,” I said with a frown. He walked away, his little heart...