by Jerry McCorkle I recently marked the one-year anniversary of my mother, Peggy McCorkle’s, passing. It was truly a privilege to call her my mother. Thanks to modern technology, I was able to capture our final conversation in the ICU…
by Jerry McCorkle Picture it: a foggy night in London. Rain softly patters against the cobblestone streets, dimly lit by flickering gas lanterns. In a grand home in the upscale part of the city lives Dr. Henry Jekyll—a man of…
by Jerry McCorkle Remember the NFL Draft, 2025? For top football prospects, especially those expected to go in the first round, the NFL Draft is the culmination of years of sacrifice, sweat, and dreams. Families gather, cameras roll, and hearts…
Jim Thomas For more than 20 years, Jim Thomas lived life on the road, performing across the country with the band Say So. But in 2001, Jim realized that he was spending less of his free time in music and…
By Genie McCorkle There’s a story you probably haven’t heard about how one woman’s choice influenced thousands for Christ, both in the U.S. and abroad in missions. It all started shortly after the turn of the century. A Family Tragedy…
By Jerry McCorkle There’s an old saying: “Patience is a virtue; possess it if you can. Seldom found in women and never found in man.” It’s a little tongue-in-cheek, but let’s be real — patience is hard for all of…
By Jerry McCorkle Years ago, my son was on a difficult journey. It was a time in his life and ours when the road ahead felt uncertain, and every step was heavy. If you’re a parent, you know how challenging…
Todd Nettleton works for Voice of the Martyrs and has talked to Christians all over the globe about the hope they have in the midst of the most hopeless of situations. Both stirring and compelling, Todd shares that the work…
By Jerry McCorkle It was a Wednesday evening when Dan made his way to church. It was a large congregation with many staff members and a bustling community. Pulling into the parking lot, he noticed a solitary figure sweeping the…
By Jerry McCorkle Recently, I met a friend for lunch at Furman University. Another person joined us—his name was Tim. Tim had been a meteorologist for a station in Memphis for many years. As we talked, I shared a little…