What Beacon Lights Means to Me

On a typical Sunday afternoon, my family eats dinner, has devotions, and eventually gathers in the living room to read. For many years, I spent this time doing written work or studying catechism, and afterwards, I would pick up whatever novel I had been reading during the week. Our coffee table almost always held a few copies of The Standard Bearer and Beacon Lights, but I never considered reading them until one day, with my parents’ encouragement, I read an article from Beacon Lights before...