My husband and I sat in a stunning loft garage, meeting with a financial planner after a friend from church suggested it. We were hoping for some advice about how we could save enough money so that I...
When I was eight years old, my dad gave me the privilege of riding my bike to the delicatessen to get staples. I looked forward to the chore, knowing I would be able to use some of my allowance for...
When I teach at church on the topic of generosity, I usually ask people to pull out their wallets. Some do it right away; others hesitate. It’s a simple object lesson, but I can always tell who’s...
I’ve never really been a fan of Valentine’s Day. I wonder if its consumer-oriented nature has contributed to our collective misunderstanding of what love really is. I know that might seem a little...
Years ago, I was listening to a pastor on Moody Radio who recommended a prayer for those seeking money. "Lord, give me not so much money that it interferes with my following you wholeheartedly."
A few years ago on a gloomy Sunday morning, I arrived at Willow Creek in Crystal Lake hoping for the Sunday sermon to work its usual magic by filling my soul and setting me on the right path for the...
I must admit, I love reading the stories in the Old Testament way more than I love the New. I am always amazed at how I relate to those stories so well.
If you asked me, it was my dream vehicle. I had planned for us to order it brand new from the factory with all the bells and whistles. It was a little out of our young family’s budget, but if we...