If we place our trust in God, He will provide the strength we need to keep going.
Clarence Hiram “Poopdeck” Platt had already experienced two bad years in a row, when misfortune struck again in 1967.
Most of us have experienced having a door of opportunity or a door of happiness closed.
The Bible tells us to lay aside the weights that may restrict us from doing what the Lord Jesus will have us do.
In 1947, their correspondence led to wedding bells, and the magazine subscription led them to make a new home in the Territory of Alaska.
The days are a little longer, the temperatures a few degrees warmer.
Dysfunctional means that the abnormal has become normal.
“For a while,” said Poopdeck, “we were eating guinea pigs.”
The story of Poopdeck Platt, who lived in Homer for nearly half a century, began in the American Northwest.
When is this erratic weather going to chill with the schizoid act?
What good is momentary fame, wealth, or admiration if it ultimately costs us what matters most — our soul?
Clarence Hiram Platt — who preferred to have people call him Poopdeck — may have been slowing down, but he rarely stopped moving.
Many of us tend to stay within our own denomination for purposes of what we consider to be purity of doctrine.
After a bankruptcy, a divorce and an 18-year absence from Alaska, Louis Keith McCullagh headed north on vacation.
This has been the strangest January I can remember, and to hear others, apparently it’s pretty unprecedented.
At the beginning of Jesus’ ministry, according to Luke’s Gospel, he essentially fills out his social media profile.
The two members of what the Cordova Daily Times had once called a “popular young couple” began carving out separate lives.
I read in the Bible the Lord’s claim in Revelation, “Behold, I make all things new.”
As Keith McCullagh sailed home from Europe in the spring of 1926, he may have believed himself on top of the world.
The word, “fight,” usually conjures up aggression and conflict in a negative way.
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