Many of us know what it is to have a special, part-of-the-family pet that reaches old age or irreversible illness. 

Though a very difficult decision to make, most believe that putting them to sleep is the merciful thing to do when the only alternative is prolonged suffering.  But what about  human suffering? We’ll allow the Bible to speak to the subject.

We all dread to see April 15 roll around. But it does, with great regularity. We have all kinds of unkind things to say about those "tax collectors".

Is your faith moving mountains? Are the mountains moving your faith? In other words is your faith causing the mountains in your life to move? Or is the mountains in your life causing your faith to move?

I dont believe we were created to be stretched out underneath a mountain. We were created to sit on top of it because God have given us the dominion and the power to do so. I began to see mountains in my spirit, natural mountains, the formations, the steepness, the hardness, the character, the majesticness. Mountains impressive yet imposing, mountains erected grand and great.

There were four boys in our family, sprinkled among three girls. We were strong on both ends of the Crider line of magic. Having lived on a farm all my life (until college), my early memories all revolve around that setting. It seemed every day was Mother's Day. She got up before daylight and make a fire in the wood burning stove (after the fire in the fireplace was going). While my daddy was outside "doing chores", she proceeded to get breakfast started --mixing up those big biscuits, frying ham or sausage, setting the syrup and butter out on the table, and getting the milk ready for the family. Just the older ones, and my daddy, were mature enough to drink coffee, so we stuck to milk. When you think of Little House on the Prairie, you get a feel of how life was for poor dirt farmers.