The Unforgiving End

Lust in final form spends everything

To purchase headstones.

All passions die in graveyards.

The Day the King Visited Chapel

When I was a freshman in college--I attended Wheaton College in Illinois--one day it was announced that Dr. V. Raymond Edman would preach. It was a great ...

William Carey's Epitaph

When I am gone, say nothing about Dr. Carey, speak about Dr. Carey's Savior.

A Grub Glorified

Imagine a colony of grubs living on the bottom of a swamp. And every once in a while, one of these grubs is inclined to climb a leaf stem to the surface. ...

Highest Service Begins with Death

When our son Sandy died at the age of 21, a missionary who had overseen his work as a summer missionary in France wrote us a letter, and he said, "I ...

The Tragedy of Life

The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it.

One Foot in the Air

Even in the best of health we should have death always before our eyes [so that] we will not expect to remain on this earth forever, but will have one ...

Preaching for Life

Still thinking I had but little time to live,

My fervent heart to win men's souls did strive;

I preached, as never sure to preach again,

And as a dying ...

He's My Shepherd

For more than fifty years, my father was a pastor and conducted numerous funerals. I particularly remember the tragic death and funeral of my best friend's ...

The End Colors Everything

It was a hot day--Tuesday, July 20, 1993, in Washington, D.C.--as Vincent Foster sat in the Rose Garden. That morning he watched as President Clinton ...