It's a classic children's story told time and time again. A little boy is asked by his kindergarten teacher where his heart is. He points to the seat of his pants. "Why do you say that is where your heart is?" asks the kindergarten teacher. "Because," said the little boy, "My grandmother is always patting me there and saying, ˜Bless your little heart.'" There is no more relevant question that we can ask than this one: "Where is your heart?"

SOME OF YOU WOULD SAY THAT YOUR HEART IS WITH YOUR FAMILY. And that's good. Our hearts ought to be with our families. They are our primary responsibility. We love our family. Of course, not every family is perfect.

I enjoyed reading the story of bank robber Dwayne Leroy Bodell in the newspapers many years ago. Bodell has been in and out of prison sinc…