Life is filled with empty chairs, is it not? Grief feels most fresh when the milestones of life begin to pass us by.

A small voice broke the silence with a question, “Mordor, Gandalf, is it left or right?”

This may age me terribly, but so be it. Debussy’s “Clair De Lune” is not only my favorite piece of classical music, but it very well may...

To feast on the beauty of Jesus, to inquire about His temple and to rest among the folds of His robe, that is what we were made for.

Walking and talking are lost arts. Whether done on their own or in conjunction, this fact remains: people no longer walk the way they used..

No, I did not misspell the word place. The Plac (тхе плаце) is a Serbian word that when directly translated means “the place”...

The world of late has gone astray. Up is down, left is right, good is now railed as evil, and evil hailed as good - and quite frankly, I...