Recently, my three-year-old son discovered the magic of puzzles. Thirty-piece sets, bright animal pictures, little cardboard enigmas that stretch his focus and patience. To my surprise, I’m not the only one teaching during puzzle time—God has been teaching me. Two truths keep surfacing...When we sit down with the puzzle, the facts are obvious...

God and Heaven go together like PB & J. You can’t have one without the other. But heaven is not a "place." And it's closer than you think...

What about the days when you can't see or feel the sun?

How big is God…to you? If you believe in God, where do you picture Him at this very moment? Is He a senior citizen somewhere up in the sky..