Winging It

My earliest memory was when I was 3 years old. I don't remember most of the events. I don't remember my mother putting me to bed tha...

I married the mother of my two boys in 1980. Twelve years later, she was filing for divorce. I was "too boring" and another man be...

I love this story because it's true, because it happened to me, and, ultimately, because it so clearly displays God's hand. During t...

It was early 1980. I was a newlywed ... and had just lost my job. Mind you, it was a job as a Security Supervisor -- good enough, but not gr...