Once upon a time, sin kept me separated from God. Without Him in my life, I pursued worldly goals in hopes of making myself feel whole.
My busyness was halted by a stroke when I was thirty-three. I asked God, "Why me?" but it was more accusation than question. And He didn't answer.
A few years later, I realized I needed to accept Jesus Christ as my Savior and Lord to be on speaking terms with God. When I fully accepted that Jesus Christ was born, died, and resurrected so God would forgive any...






















