On this quintessential fall day, I glance out the plate-glass window. The street just beyond is busy. Trucks of every size rumble by, engaged in the noble work of commerce.

Yesterday as I was praying for a friend’s daughter who has wandered away from God, I found myself saying this, “Do not let her outrun you forever.” And like that,

This essay was first published on The Daily BS on October 3, 2025. It’s a precious milestone that’s worthy of a grand celebration. Next week will mark five years of

This essay was first published on The Daily BS on September 26, 2025. Recently, we purchased a pair of matching occasional chairs in a distinguished, striped pattern. We placed them

This essay was first published on The Daily BS on 09/19/2025. What a hot mess of a week it’s been. The shot that killed Charlie Kirk still echoes around the

In one crack of a sniper’s rifle, his life was taken. For millions, the news sparked a global tsunami of shock and horror. For others, the news was met with

“Neither snow, nor rain, nor heat, nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds.” Day in, day out, he personifies this creed in

This essay was first published on The Daily BS on August 29, 2025. In Minneapolis this week, death stormed a church. As children and teachers celebrated Mass together, a gunman

Like tall, green sentinels, they marched along. Quiet guardians, those evergreen trees, standing watch along the front of the house. Then all at once, we saw it. The tree in

She is standing in line just before me. In a small-town post office, the ancient lobby offers a respite from the searing heat. At once, I glance down, and I