Tom Neven

Shriver aimed her social revolution at those who at the time were whispered about, hidden away or shunned.

Forty years ago today I sat in the back of my family’s 1967 VW Minibus parked alongside the Intracoastal Waterway a few miles north of the Kennedy Space Center. My dad had awakened us at zero-dark-thirty to make the hour trek from our home to Titusvill …

  One of my favorite movies is The Karate Kid. Who can’t identify in some way with Daniel Larusso, uprooted from all that is familiar by his single mom and plopped down in a new environment where he is the outsider, the new kid who becomes automat …

  Sixty-seven years ago the world seemed spinning towards chaos. But God’s work in the lives of two men — two enemies, to be more exact — is testament to His sovereignty and the fact that no matter how bad matters might seem, He is in control. S …

  We recently received a letter from a soldier serving in Iraq who will be coming home to the States soon. He asked Boundless for advice on how a Christian soldier’s faith should be involved in how he returns back to civilian life after being at w …

  When I was in second grade I got my mouth washed out with soap. I no longer remember what I said; I remember only the horrible taste of Ivory soap as the teacher rammed the bar into my mouth and then made me wash down the sudsy residue with wate …

  My friend Andre and I were blasting down a dirt road in the Florida backwoods in his dad’s brand new 1975 Delta 88, a car so big that only a few minor modifications would be needed to turn it into a combat vehicle. We were approaching 60 mph whe …

The driver in front of me clearly didn’t know what he was doing. He wandered across one lane, hesitated as if to turn and then continued straight across the intersection and toddled along about 15 mph below the speed limit. I was trapped behind him, un …