The Easter I was six, I had to make a choice: Would I listen to my older cousin or would I do what was right. I learned some important lessons that day about celebrating Easter as a fresh account of God's transforming work. By Kurt Willems

A drunk driver killed my daughter 26 years ago. The pain of her loss is as fresh today as it was then, and my journey to forgiveness is ongoing. By Velma Goertzen

The family was gathered to view Emerson’s worn-out “tent,” as Paul calls it in 2 Corinthians 5:1-2,4. And there it was. In the corner of Emerson’s casket was a sheet of red, slightly crumpled construction paper, folded in half. By Ruth Neufeldt