My grandparents’ 1920 farmhouse was graced with solid oak floors and woodwork, and there were “registers,” adjustable grates in the floors that made it possible to regulate the flow of warm air that passed through ducts from the furnace in the basement to each of the upstairs rooms. My cousin…
We had just finished a program for 300 teenage inmates at a correctional center in northern India, and many of the boys gathered around us. The theme of our program that day had been the importance of faith in the face of difficulty. That had been something they all could…
In the early morning hours, when I was somewhere between sleep and wakefulness, I had a dream that seemed to be more than a dream—more like an experience. I was in Heaven, and I was with people from my mother’s side of the family who had passed on. I didn’t…