Category: Stories

I’ll never forget Easter 1946. I was 14, my little sister Ocy, 12, and my older sister Darlene, 16. We lived at home with our mother, and the four of us knew what it was to do without many things. My dad had died 5 years before, leaving Mom with seven school kids to raise and no money. By 1946 my older sisters were married, and my brothers had left home. A month before Easter, the pastor of our church announced that a special Easter offering would be taken to help a poor family. He asked everyone to save and...

When I was a kid, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don’t remember what I told him that night,...

Friendship is a priceless gift That cannot be bought or sold, But its value is far greater Than a mountain made of gold – For gold is cold and lifeless, It can neither see nor hear, And in the time of trouble It is powerless to cheer It has no ears to listen, No heart to understand, It cannot bring you comfort Or reach out a helping hand – So when you ask God for a Gift, Be thankful if He sends Nor diamonds, pearls or riches, But the love of real true friends.

A man went to a barber shop to have his hair and his beard cut as always. He started to have a good conversation with the barber who attended him. They talked about so many things and various subjects. Suddenly, they touched the subject of God. The barber said: “Look Sir, I don’t believe that God exists as you say so”. “Why do you say that?” – asked the client. “Well, it’s so easy, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God does not exist. Oh, tell me, if God existed, would there be so...