John Hargrove Seeking Truth and Reality

The morning did not begin with an alarm. There was no reason for one. Daniel opened his eyes because he was rested. Completely rested. There was no stiffness in his back, no lingering fatigue, and none of that momentary confusion that once accompanied waking. He simply became aware that another day had begun. Sunlight streamed…

Two families lived across a narrow road from one another. For many years they had been friends. They shared meals, helped when someone was sick, watched one another’s children, and prayed together when life became difficult. But over time, small hurts accumulated. One family remembered a promise that had not been kept. The other remembered…

There comes a point in life when you begin looking backward differently. The accomplishments still matter. The work mattered. The things built, repaired, designed, led, and carried mattered. But increasingly, I find myself remembering something else. People. A father making breakfast on a foggy morning. A son laughing with his dad in the middle of…