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A BCH story of hope: How do you know things are going to be alright? Well, as a small child, I knew everything was okay when Dad said it was going to be okay. And as I grew, he…

A BCH story of hope: It seems I am asked to give personal references more and more often. I see it as a compliment –– a position that comes with age perhaps. I’m certainly honored…

A BCH story of hope: Finding things we have in common is worth the effort. When I was four years old, I was introduced to Sam and Joe. I never grew tired of my mom reading the…

A BCH story of hope: Mary calls from the dining room: “Okay, how does our Louisiana family make étouffée?” “You make terrific étouffée,” Kathy calls back from the kitchen. “You…

Archived BCH update: Can you imagine playing football without a helmet? Today, football helmets are finely engineered to provide the utmost protection. But there was a day when…

A BCH story of hope: Fireworks grab people’s attention. The whistles and bangs reverberate as sparkles of light and color fill the sky. The aerial choreography heightens…

A BCH story of hope: When we need big answers, we ask big questions. We then find the right time and place to start our search. For some, the smallness of a prayer closet on…

A BCH story of hope: The first time I saw an eagle – a real eagle flying in the sky – it took my breath away. I had seen eagle in a book or soaring in slow motion on a television…

A BCH story of hope: As a boy, I looked up to my grandfather. I had to – he stood nearly 6’ 5”. He was nimble, too. Tales of his contortions fascinated me. I remember as a…

A BCH story of hope: We live in a world of symbols. That red octagonal sign at the intersection, the yellow circle with two dots and a friendly, upward curving line, and the…