She Was My Girl
When she was sixteen and I was seventeen, I fell in love with the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. My heart was quickly hers. In my mind, Gwen was perfect in every way. I loved her from...
Thicker Than Blood Cover!
Thicker Than Blood, my newest novel, releases on February 27th and I’ve been asked many questions about it since I released the cover copy. Those who have proofread the advanced version of the book understand why I chose the...
Human Trafficking
One of the most rewarding things I do is work with poor and underprivileged children in foreign nations. I’m permitted to go where others are not because, as a doctor, I have a reason—an excuse—to be there. Most of...
He Gives and Takes Away
In an instant—life changes. It seems to make no sense and happens without warning. Whether it’s the loss of a husband, wife, or child, the reality cuts through us and our spirits crumble. For a moment our faith is...
The Person My Dog Thinks I am
I saw a bumper sticker that had the words of the title of today’s blog, and immediately identified with it. If you have a dog, you know it’s true. No matter what, our dogs love to be near us,...
The Secret of Being a Good Dad
As men, we make decisions every day that affect our family’s wellbeing. Child rearing can be a daunting task. Balancing work with family, romance, and support of the kid’s various events without borrowing time from another day is a...
Tremble For Our Country
Do you tremble for your country? The world has always been full of unrest, at least somewhere. But with the Middle East heating up, nuclear weapons being made where the situation is hostile and volatile, terrorism erupting in every...
If God Says Go There’s A Reason
Looking over the vast wasteland of homes, we were reminded that we were there for a purpose. It was more than just medical care we offered. It was more than immunizations and teaching them how to suture their own...
The Perfect Storm in Africa
As we entered each village, the local inhabitants greeted us with singing and dancing. They were thanking God for sending them help—help they’d prayed for, for their children, for their sick, for their community. If that doesn’t humble you,...
How Do I Help This Child?
I took this photo in a world where nothing makes sense. Filth, disease, and devastation surrounded me. Then . . . this little boy smiled at us. I want you to know who this little guy is. This was taken in...