I'm not sure how old I was when I was taught to say prayers. Still, I imagine that I must have been about three or four—or, as child theorists suggest, two or three. However old I was, I can assume my mother was the first to teach me to pray. Like most other children...
Yesterday was my 59th birthday! I’m grateful to God to be alive. Neither my gratitude nor my joy can be tamped down—by any or all of that. Now, I understand, more than ever before, how short and precious life is. Younger people may hear that reflection, and it will...
