Perspective

Teacher Becomes Student

Teacher Becomes Student

By Charlotte Hopper, Brazil:  This should be easy, I thought as I prepared to make the switch from teaching elementary-school-aged children to teaching teenagers. After all, I have been a teacher all ... Read More »

Jam to Remember

Jam to Remember

By Claire Nichols:  I used to struggle more often than I wanted to admit to really enjoy my children. Sure, many little unexpected happenings turned to happy thoughts later–the sorts of things t... Read More »

New View

New View

A tour group was spending the night at a mountaintop resort, and most of the group gathered to watch the sunset from the terrace of the hotel. One man lingered until the last glow faded, and seemed th... Read More »

The Real Winner

The Real Winner

I was watching some little kids play soccer–what most of the world calls football. These kids were only five or six years old, but they were playing a real game, a serious game. Two teams, compl... Read More »

What are You Listening For?

What are You Listening For?

A nature lover, walking with a friend along a busy city street, stopped suddenly and asked his friend, “Do you hear a cricket?” “Of course not,” his friend said with a laugh. &... Read More »

Good Out of Bad

Good Out of Bad

By Samuel Keating God foresaw our human weaknesses and personal shortcomings and wove them into His plan for our life. Nothing is outside God’s control, and with our cooperation He is able to bring go... Read More »

Insurance or Assurance?

Insurance or Assurance?

By Ross Conn As last year drew to a close, I was still struggling with many of the complications and worries that had been making me feel insecure for some time. Then I came across an article about th... Read More »

Different Shoes

Different Shoes

Often our world is all we know. Our world has been shaped by our experience—where we have been, who we have known, what we have done—as well as by our habits, standards, and aspirations. When we see a... Read More »

The View

The View

I stared past the rusty window frame, out of the bus. The day was off to a gloomy start and so was I. Lost in thought, recalling things that would have been better left forgotten, I sank into a dark m... Read More »