By Nancie Carmichael – Christmas really is the most wonderful time of the year, and for those of us who know the real meaning of Christmas, it can be the best time ever as we gather with...

By Nancie Carmichael – They’re coming! Grandkids, that is. And I can’t wait. Will. Kendsy. Cali. Hogan. Pearson. Jackson. Cole. Hudson.Wesley. Annabelle. They range in ages from fifteen years to two years. I confess nothing is more...

By Nancie Carmichael – One day when I had two of my grandsons with me in the car (Hogan, six, and Pearson, 4) we saw a homeless man on the street corner with a sign: “Will work...

By Nancie Carmichael – “If possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone.” Romans 12:18 As the election grinds down, I will frankly be very happy to have an end to all...

By Nancie Carmichael – Home again. We stumbled in the door, weary from the two-day trip back from Southern California. Bill engineered the kids from the outside, giving them suitcases, sleeping bags and miscellaneous loads of whatever...

By Nancie Carmichael – Lately I’ve been captivated by the lives and writings of the early saints. Three of them, especially, are speaking to me. I say “speaking to me” in that I am reading their writings,...

By Nancie Carmichael –  “A hundred years from now it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove, but the world may be...

By Nancie Carmichael – What quickens my pulse now is the stretch ahead rather than the one behind, and it is mainly for some clue as to where I am going that I search through where I...

By Nancie Carmichael – There was a story on Good Morning America this morning on the latest beauty craze—how to make your hands not look like your mother’s hands. It seems you can do all kinds of...

By Nancie Carmichael – Funny how some things stick in your mind. I was 23 and a young mom of two, and my husband had recently accepted a position in a church. I was a very unwilling...