FIRST-PERSON: The alternative lifestyle
GOODLETTSVILLE, Tenn. (BP)--What happened to the “Doris Day” movies where an unwelcome kiss brought a slap across the face?
FIRST-PERSON: A father’s open arms
GOODLETTSVILLE, Tenn. (BP)--I love this time of year. The days are long and the evenings are warm and peaceful.
FIRST-PERSON: Whosoever
GOODLETTSVILLE, Tenn. (BP)--As a little girl, I remember gazing at a picture of the crucifixion that hung on the wall in my Sunday School class. Christ’s body was thin and hung limp to one side. His head was bowed low as blood trickled down His face from the crown of thorns He humbly wore. It appeared that the nails in His hands and feet were what fastened Him to the cross. Soon I would discover it was something much more than nails that held Him there. It was the love of a heavenly Father for a sinner such as I.
FIRST-PERSON: Grief yet joy
NASHVILLE, Tenn. (BP)--In a seven-foot ditch that surrounds my sister's house, fumes ignited from the substance my husband was using to waterproof her basement when the air-conditioner clicked on. The explosion left him severely burned. In the hospital, I helplessly watched him lay in excruciating pain for eight days before he died. I found myself alone, a brand-new mother and a widow at the age of 21. How would I get through such a crisis?
