Somewhere in my Bible is a page torn years ago from a notepad sent by some charitable organization as a thank you in advance for my hoped-for donation. On it is a list of my most-cherished scriptures, paraphrased by  yours truly, and for  yours truly, (and for any curious one who continues reading). I’ve used this page as a bookmark and as scratch paper to jot quick notes. Most importantly, it’s been a guidepost in decision making, and is my lifeline when dangerous w

“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...

An ambulance and fire truck screamed past us and halted at the entrance to Hope City. By the time we entered the building, paramedics...

New Year’s resolutions. As needful as they may be, they have been known to turn on me when I fail to follow through. I start off,...

He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows, acquainted with grief. Like one from whom men hide their faces, He was despised,...