To be perfectly honest, when I signed on with this pilgrimage of faith I had no idea I would face so many dangers along the way. Like the “mixed multitude” who followed Israel on their Exodus from Egypt, all I wanted was to get as far from harm’s way as possible. As a foreigner (of Heinz 57 descent), I too had suffered under the thumb of the taskmaster of sin. I too had languished under God’s increasing judgments because of sin. So, when He placed the blood of the Passover La

“Do you trust Me?” Jesus’ question was as crucial to my soul’s preservation as the little Dutch boy’s finger in the hole of that leaky dike was in the storybook, Hans Brinker . [i] I sniff , sniff ed, dried my eyes, and thought Ugh! There I go doubting You again, Lord! In all my fervent praying (and stewing) over a painful, drawn-out situation beyond my ability to rectify, my faith had once again sprung a leak. And, once again, the Lord was merciful to hold back the

The Lord promised me long ago that I’d be the best Debbie Corum He ever made. With an affirmation like that from Someone so beyond all...

“You’re like the Grand Canyon.” The Grand Canyon ? I’m sure the man meant well in saying it, but that surely wasn’t the...