Embrace God's truth with our new book, The Lies that Bind
Embrace God's truth with our new book, The Lies that Bind
I was only in Washington, D.C., for the day. Yet I couldn’t leave without visiting the Vietnam Veterans…
I was up to my elbows in cake batter when I heard a sharp rapping at the front…
Sunday morning, two days after the shooting, two days that felt like two eternities, I sat with my…
Have you ever thought about the value of your time? Somehow—and I’m not sure how it happened—the years…
April 1, 1978. The desert sun blazed through the living-room windows of my parents’ house in Rancho Mirage,…
My name is Deborah Beddoe, and my husband Dave and I have been married for 27 years. And…
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The snowy trail beneath my skis was stunning. An undulating, 20-kilometer course through the Swedish countryside–meadows, valleys and…
“Enjoy your week alone, convict.” Those were the last words I heard before the prison guard slammed shut…
Anyone listening to the radio around Christmastime 1993 would have heard me singing about angels. As part of…
I can see it on their faces sometimes. They walk into the store, heavy lidded, distracted by thoughts…
You guys know why you’re here, right?” I strode across the wood floor and spread my arms. The…
I sat down on the bed next to Jimmy, this small room at the veterans residential care facility…
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