The tragic loss of seven astronauts reminds us how short life can be, and that the choices we make determine how we face its end.

We can’t know when we’ll leave this party, but we can get on a first-name basis with the One who’ll take us home.

Death has a way of boiling life down to what’s important– like God, family, love.

We can’t know what tomorrow holds, but we can know the One who holds all our tomorrows.

Life is like an ice cream cone on a hot day: Lick it or it gets all over you.

Family is one or more persons who know us, and still like us.