Recently, I was hiking with three of my kids when we came upon a stream we needed to cross. It was a particularly muddy and slippery area and the water . . .
When I was young, I would beg my dad to pull over whenever we’d drive by a beautiful sunset. I didn’t know why, I just knew it was something too . . .
True confession: I’m a sap when it comes to love stories, and I admit I love a happily ever after ending. Falling in love can be magnificent. It can awaken . . .
All of us will find ourselves in some kind of unintended journey with our kids. Navigating these difficulties is not easy, but there are principles I’ve learned that have been really helpful along the way.
Somewhere amidst the clamor of a Sunday morning, a girl walked into our dining room.
Fear acts like a friend, making promises, but taking prisoners.
Where do I resist the digital age because it’s bad and where do I resist it because it’s different?
Every parent has dreams for their children and expectations for how life is going to go. Rarely does it go that way. I remember God saying to me, “I am . . .
They seemed to sense insecurity like wolves drawn to blood.
I haven’t lived with my parents for 20 years, but I still remember so much they taught me. I keep my elbows off the table, I keep my eye on . . .