The entrance to the limestone Benedictine Monastery in Beech Grove, Indiana, where I studied to become a spiritual director, has two words e...

I saw John and his mother walk to the side of the swimming pool where the lessons began. He clung to his mother with both hands, his face sp...

Once again we are entering that time of year when we are encouraged to remember our blessings and give thanks. I've noticed, however, th...

Standing in line at the grocery store, Target, hardware store or any other place can often bring challenges. Sometimes, if we're in a hu...

A thank you note for a birthday card helped me appreciate the value of writing gratitude to others. Every March, I send a birthday card to...

Mike walks every morning along the busy street bordering our housing addition. He often picks up trash or coins he finds along the sidewalk ...

Back in the fifties, there was an advertisement for Coca-Cola showing a man in a business suit holding a bottle of the drink. The caption sa...