I was in the middle lane of Interstate 75 about a mile south of Exit 312 heading north. I needed to meet Ashley at Exit 315. People were slowing in front of me, so I decided to merge left. I glanced left, saw nothing and began to drift into the next lane. That’s when I heard an almost immediate crunch. I whipped my truck back into the middle lane, mindfully guiding my...
Planning For The Future
Assuming there is such a thing, I went to a good funeral recently. It was for a wonderful young woman named Amanda Mitchell. She died at age 35. Hers is a remarkable story of bravery, faith and love. Early in Amanda’s second pregnancy, the doctors found a softball-size tumor on her colon. The recommendation was to abort the pregnancy and treat the tumor. This violated Amanda’s faith...