Not long ago, Secretary Rubio stood in Athens with the Parthenon behind him. That old place has been there long enough to know better than most of us. He said the old Greeks made the pursuit of excellence the main business of a man's life. Passion. Strength. Courage. Pride. That was the fuel, he said, and it pushed the West to build what others could not. He called it the heart of a great civilization. Then he pointed out that a good many of us have since forgotten the recipe

There’s a quiet place in the heart where the noise of the world settles down a bit. Lately I’ve been sitting there with some things that feel important to leave behind. For my children and grandchildren. And for anyone willing to listen in the stillness. It keeps coming back to this simple truth. God is our Provider. Not the government. Not the job. Not the economy. Not even our own strength. From the beginning He has been the One who gives life, breath, daily bread, and ever

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