They are Precious in His sight

When I was growing up, a popular chorus was often sung in our church that celebrated God’s love of human life, emphasizing that all are precious in his sight no matter what their race or ethnicity. Having this song a regular part of our church’s repertoire was a...

Looking on with Fascination

When my son Timothy was about two years old, he loved to look for anthills on summer walks. We often would find some supersized ones when we strolled in a nearby river valley park. Tim would delight in stirring up their mound with a freshly plucked branch so that he...