Fearless
I was 3 ½ years old when my father taught me my first Bible verse—in the King James version. Maybe he liked the sound...
This Is No Time to Paint
Our girls were in bed, the dishes were clean, and I had just poured myself a glass of wine. There were at least two...
The Labels We Did Not Choose
The first day I put on my new medical alert bracelet, I felt a mix of emotions. On one hand, I felt secure. The...
When Anxiety Strikes
At times, we all can worry about the future. I’m a planner, and so perhaps I am more prone to anxiety than others. If...
Looking Through the Lens of Joy
I’m one of those people who prays that God will reveal a word for me to meditate on for the next year. One year,...
Journey into Hope
I started picking a word of the year a few years ago. I usually pick the word during December, and throughout January, I think...
More Music or More Noise?
“Do you wanna hear my song, Daddy? I’ve been practicing all year.”
I eyed my five-year-old daughter suspiciously. With brown eyes, wide and earnest, she...
Christmas Storytelling
One of my favorite Christmas pastimes is storytelling. Truth be told, I like to tell stories all year long, but Christmas just lends itself...
Blackened Pans and the Wear and Tear of Life
We roast a lot of vegetables in our home, much to our daughters’ chagrin. Brussel sprouts, sweet potatoes, cauliflower, broccoli—the oven is always working.
“But...
Into the Unknown with Ignatius
The night before my daughter started middle school, I found her alone in her room, curled up on her bed, her eyes welling with...
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