My mother raised me, well, all four of her girls, to make our beds, to be prompt for dinner, and to do our homework before we watched TV. ...

A wise friend of mine once asked me, "You know you aren't Jesus, right?" It is, of course, telling that he even felt he had t...

Growing up Boone always meant starting the day with a family devotional, complete with singing (in three-part harmony, of course),...

                                  art by Rachael Ibanez Back in the 80s when I was of...

These days, I’ll get my first cup of coffee (yes, there will be more), and cruise my phone while I drink it…then prayer and meditation. Ofte...

  The practice of gratitude is radical. I've been a bit stuck in a perception of gratitude as listing, literally writing things down in ...

I spend a little bit of time reflecting on the past, and not necessarily intentionally; I may not want to deliberately turn a specifi...

Famed motivational speaker Zig Ziglar told the powerful story of an executive in a financial institution who, frustrated by the ev...

A story is told about a group of blind men who happen to cross paths with an elephant, and of course, they attempt to answer...

I am more than a little red faced as I share this true story from my recent travels to Puerto Vallarta during which I morphed into ...