Category: General

John Blanchard stood up from the bench straightened his Army uniform, and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station. He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he didn't, the girl with the rose.His interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Florida library.…

God, I offer myself to Thee — to build with me and to do with me as Thou wilt.  Relieve me of the bondage of self, that I may better do Thy will.  Take away my difficulties that victory over them may bear witness to those I would help of Thy Power, Thy Love, and…

Have you ever wondered what happened to the 56 men who signed the Declaration of Independence?Five signers were captured by the British as traitors, and tortured before they died.Twelve had their homes ransacked and burned.Two lost their sons serving in the Revolutionary Army; another had two sons captured.Nine of the 56 fought and died from…

The teachergave her fifth grade class an assignment: Get their parents to tell them astory with a moral at the end of it. The next day the kids came back andone by one began to tell their stories.Kathy said, "My father's afarmer and we have a lot of egg-laying hens. One time we were taking…

Now I sit me down in schoolWhere praying is againstthe ruleFor this great nation under GodFinds mention of Himvery odd.If Scripture now the class recites,It violates theBill of Rights.And anytime my head I bowBecomes a Federalmatter now.Our hair can be purple, orange or green,That's nooffense; it's a freedom scene.The law is specific, the law isprecise.Prayers…

In Brooklyn, New York, Chush is a school that caters to learningdisabled children. Some children remain in Chush for their entire schoolcareer, while others can be mainstreamed into conventional schools. At aChush fundraising dinner, the father of a Chush child delivered a speechthat would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling theschool and…

Around the corner I have a friendIn this great city that has no end,Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,And before I know it, a year is goneAnd I never see my old friend’s face,For life is a swift and terrible race,He knows I like him just as well,As in the days when…