His email reminded me of fears and frustrations I encountered when I was where he is today. It’s good for me to think about how I’m doing now compared to then.

Have you ever asked yourself where you can find the strength to deal with your difficulties? In 2 Timothy 1:6-7, Paul gives the answer.

Caregiving is a conundrum. On the one hand, it is an honorable opportunity for its own sake and with its own rewards, while the other hand is often mired in guilt and self-loathing that comes from not doing enough, or doing too much of what we shouldn’t.

We discovered new meaning in advice we’ve heard for years: “It is more blessed to give than to receive.”

Young Timothy was feeling overwhelmed by the situation in Ephesus. Paul urged him to find strength by remembering his heritage.

Was I anticipating coziness in an effort to experience what Evelyn and I enjoyed when she was here?

In a new series from a new book, Matt Proctor looks at 2 Timothy to examine the apostle Paul’s instructions there on how to go on when you feel like giving in.

I certainly wouldn’t have predicted all that 2024 contained. So I’ll not hazard many guesses about what we'll see in 2025.

Anguish and agony have existed throughout the centuries. God sees and cares about it all, but seldom does he suspend the natural laws of the universe to make things go our way.

Christmas is different this year—again! But there was nothing typical about the first Christmas, either.

We know the story, but thinking carefully about it again may show us some surprises.

I’m engaged with Evelyn every day in one way or another. And yet in many ways, I’m living my life without her. It’s a surreal valley, and I’m trying not to stumble.

Joyful, patient, and faithful: Three qualities and an aged saint who had them all.

My interactions with others give me energy. My tears provide release. I’ve decided it’s a healthy combination.

Their remarkable story gives us faith that God’s promises are for us, too!

Three years ago, when we first announced our situation, I wouldn’t have dreamed what it would look like today.

His coming offers the promise of hope to everyone who will obey him, even those who feel Christmas is for someone else.

This Thanksgiving I’m choosing to concentrate on the people—so many people—encouraging me on every step of the journey.

More than those in any generation, in spite of our unexpected burdens, we should have hope. All our experience with God tells us he will win in the end.

A visit with old friends was wonderful. But it pointed out to me the diabolical dilemma of loving someone with Alzheimer’s. She’s there, but in many ways she’s gone.