Mind Over Money

I made my usual phone call. “Mom, Dad, how about coming north and staying with us until the storm passes,” I said, knowing full-well what their answer would be. My parents live in the same house in Gulfport where I grew up. Their street is about a mile off the beach but not in a [...]

I hate flying. Every time I climb on board one of those tin cans, I think, “Surely, God didn’t intend for us to be hanging around at 10,000 feet.” The source of my distaste used to be my irrational fear of flying. Panic would set in days before my scheduled trip. During the trip, turbulence [...]