Author: Ray Sanders

Our beloved garbage disposal died. Its ability to pulverize eggshells came to a grinding halt. Since I have become a do-it-yourself aficionado, who better than I to crawl underneath the sink and make the repair? What could be...

I met a dying man today. The clues to his demise were few. He seemed so happy and at peace despite the fact that just hours before, he had received and endured another round of chemotherapy.It is not every day that you meet a...

I made a new friend this week. He is just over three feet tall and full of life. We hung out together for more than an hour during Sunday School as we read a book, sang a praise song and even built a craft together. It was fun...

I recently ventured into the woods as a dazzling sunset made its way behind the hills of a fabulous state park in eastern Oklahoma. As darkness thickened, the sounds of nightfall tickled my ears as an orchestra of nocturnal...

From time to time, I am called upon to speak at deacon banquets, friendly roasts and family gatherings. In an effort to lighten the mood and have some fun with the crowd, I often portray a hillbilly kind of guy who has neglected...

Darkness hid the face of the moon as heavy thunder clouds crept across the night’s sky. Rumbles shook the rafters and lightning flashed with unprecedented strikes. The Earth was under attack from acts of nature as spring...

They are out there. In crowded coliseums, busy airports, large families, big churches and every workplace. They are in small groups, between the best of friends and even present in good marriages. Lonely people are...

From the 14th floor of my hotel, electronic trumpets sounded from beneath the hoods of modern day, four-wheeled iron chariots. The noise echoed for blocks. I was in town to cover the annual meeting of the Southern Baptist...