By WALTER ALBRITTON Find my wife’s grave in the old cemetery in Wetumpka and beside her grave you will see a stone bench. It was placed there by a...
By WALTER ALBRITTON Find my wife’s grave in the old cemetery in Wetumpka and beside her grave you will see a stone bench. It was placed there by a...
By WALTER ALBRITTON A man told me that finally he had decided to read the Bible – from Genesis through Revelation. “But pray for me,” he said;...
By WALTER ALBRITTON I am a flawed person living in a broken world. Since the death of my wife last December, loneliness engulfs me daily, inviting...
By WALTER ALBRITTON Although a brilliant man, E. Stanley Jones used simple word pictures to explain the Christian life. In his popular devotional...
By WALTER ALBRITTON In my twenties, when I was struggling to learn to write, a friend said to me, “Walter, you quote too many people; why don’t you...
By WALTER ALBRITTON There have been times in my life when I was miserable and discouraged. Joy had taken a holiday. During one of those periods I...
By WALTER ALBRITTON Participate in nursing home worship a few times and you will soon discover that residents who no longer talk will begin singing,...
By WALTER ALBRITTON The Ken Burns television series on Muhammad Ali filled me with mixed emotions — admiration and sadness. I admired Ali’s...
By WALTER ALBRITTON Anyone with a dime’s worth of common sense knows that God is a spirit who has no hands like the appendages that hang from a...