Esther's
Perspective

The stories of Jesus and his conversations with people are so fascinating. I am eating them up one after another. I look on, wide-eyed, at

As a child, I often sat spellbound, listening to my dad weave tales of adventure and intrigue from his many hours working in the morgue

Have you ever had a day best described as a day of tears? I had one such day last week, and it wasn’t pleasant. It

I wonder what the writer felt when he penned the activity and emotions taking place in Acts 3 and 4. I do know the story

I don’t know if you are like me, but it really gets my goat, so to speak, when I am around someone who acts like

The air around me seemed thin, without sufficient oxygen for me to draw a deep breath. My heart began to flutter. I felt the awful

“I can’t find my money or my card!” I felt sorry for the woman as I sat next to her in the dimly lit restaurant,

I flopped into the hard metal folding chair with a happy sigh, weary, but unwilling to call it a day. The wedding was over and

I picked up the candle that was burning on the kitchen island and carried it slowly to my writing table in hopes that it would