I have been accused of being an optimist. I’m okay with being called an optimist, because the alternative is being called a pessimist. I would rather look at the glass as being half full than looking at it and seeing it as half empty. I have also been accused of being somewhat of a dreamer. Again, I would rather dream …

I always loved the songs we sang as children growing up in the church. It might be because my mom sang them all the time with us. Today I hear our grandchildren singing the same songs, and it warms my heart. On of those song was “The B-I-B-L-E.” Today I read these verses and it made me think of that …