If my days were untroubled and my heart always light, would I seek that fair land where there is no night? If I never grew weary with the weigh of my load, would I search for God's peace at the end of the road? If I never knew sickness and never felt pain, would I

There's a land where I go when I need to share that's not on a map, yet exists everywhere. A land of names without faces, a curious place A modern creation that's called cyberspace. There's all sorts of people with cute little names Like Pookie, and Sandman and Rosebud and Flames. Some are just snobs and

He was in the first third grade class I taught at Saint Mary's School in Morris, Minn. All 34 of my students were dear to me, but Mark Eklund was one in a million. Very neat in appearance, but had that happy-to-be-alive attitude that made even his occasional mischievousness delightful. Mark

I'd like to be the sort of friend that you have been to me; I'd like to be the help that you've been always glad to be; I'd like to mean as much to you each minute of the day As you have meant, old friend of mine, to me along the way. I'd

In the city of Chicago, one cold, dark night, a blizzard was setting in. A little boy was selling newspapers on the corner; the people were in and out of the cold. The little boy was so cold that he wasn't trying to sell many papers. He walked up to a