I grew up singing “The Wise Man Built Himself Upon a Rock” in Sunday School. At two and three and four years old, I spent Sunday mornings gathered with a handful of ...
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I grew up singing “The Wise Man Built Himself Upon a Rock” in Sunday School. At two and three and four years old, I spent Sunday mornings gathered with a handful of ...
Over the past couple of years, my truth filter has gotten much less porous. In this age of fake news and doctored images and infamously unreliable sources, the softened edges of my ...
Living in the twenty-first century, with all of our new-fangled technology and ideologies (and all their accompanying problems), it’s tempting to fall into the mindset that EVERYTHING is new, that the issues ...
As I write this, my house is empty (thank you Luke!), my to-do list has been appropriately managed, and my writing space is in order. My feet are enveloped in my coziest ...
We were driving home from a week in California this past Wednesday, cruising down a long stretch of highway through the Arizona desert, big rigs surrounding us on three sides. We’d been ...
We had an awkward family moment recently, one of those moments that not only exposed a “growth opportunity” for my child but also a glaring shortcoming of my own. Allow me to ...
The smile on my friend’s face as she sat across from me, sipping her Diet Coke, belied the pain of the story she had just shared. It was a story that could ...
My peers and I are in a season of heavy, explicit instruction with our children. Sometimes this instruction can go hilariously wrong, as was the case recently with a friend of mine ...
Do you remember in school when a test or project would get graded on a curve? Instead of assigning each student the grade they earned, the “perfect” score would be adjusted from ...
We are all familiar with the phrase, “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.” And at some point in each of our lives, we come to ...