I once met Kinky Friedman at a wedding. Kinky - a Texan, singer, songwriter, novelist, humorist and occasional politician - handed me his card which read ...

When our son, Clay, was discharged from the Marines after serving tours in Iraq and Afghanistan, he told us he was suffering from a "wicked" case of PTSD. At the time, we didn't know what that meant. It was 2009, and even much of the medical world didn't fully understand it ...

At some point in our lives, we ask deep questions: Why am I here? What happens when I die? How can I be saved? Nearly two thousand years ago, a man asked that very question: " What must I do to be saved? His question, and the answer he received, still hold the key to hope, freedom and eternal life today ...

Sometimes God uses unexpected moments to teach us eternal truths. I never thought I would encounter one of those lessons at a college track meet ...

I was invited to speak at a suicide prevention conference and my host and I were eating breakfast at the hotel. A young man walked up to our table and asked if he could join us. He turned out to be the keynote speaker for the conference. His name was Kevin Hines and he told us his story ...

"Hope is not a strategy." I've heard that phrase countless times. Maybe you have too - on the battlefield, in the boardroom, in sports huddles. And in those settings, the idea may have some merit. After all, we're taught that strategy requires clear objectives, measurable steps and disciplined execution - not wishful thinking. But in a world where Jesus Christ is Lord, hope is not just a sentiment. Hope is essential ...

Early the morning of July 4th, a tragic flood occurred along the Guadalupe River in the Texas Hill Country, killing many children and adults. This prayer is offered for the flood victims and all who love them ...

Erin, Lindsay, Emily and I were with Randall on his boat in the middle of Lake Travis when a lightning storm suddenly came out of nowhere ...

I was looking out of the rear window of the ambulance as it rushed toward the Houston Medical Center. We passed through neighborhoods ...

I was out for an early morning run and it was still dark ... I'd been running for about thirty minutes when it suddenly occurred to me ...