Have you ever asked God to help you remember something? There are times that I lay my head on my pillow, and the greatest idea I have ever had comes to my mind. I struggle between getting back out of bed to write it down or wondering if I will remember that idea when I wake up. Sometimes I gather …

I remember the time when we lived in Maryland and would come home for the holidays. We always called home and told our parents that we were coming. They always made sure the doors were unlocked and open for us when we arrived. They were excited to see us, and we were excited to see them. What a great feeling …