You can tell a lot about a child by their Christmas wish list. I remember one year, our eldest, an adventurer, wanted mystery books; our #2 daughter, the girly-girl, wanted a tea set and a parasol; our son, guy that he is, wanted a slingshot, just...
Advent is my favorite season.
“For to us a child is born, to us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder,and his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.” Isaiah 9:6
Shhh...can you hear that? It’s the sound of quiet. Mentally put yourself on your couch in the dark with a cup of some hot beverage and the only lights that are on are those on your sparkling, beautifully decorated Christmas tree. You stare in wonder...
As Christians we hear and see this word connection used in a variety of ways. With God, our spouses, children, school, church, community, but how does this play out in our relationships?
Connection is protecting the people and things that we LOVE...
I’m convinced the Lord gave me the privilege of being a parent so that I could observe ridiculous, immature behavior and then have to admit that I might as well be looking in a mirror. Take, for instance, dinner time.
Why are so many Americans burned out and exhausted? We live in America, the land of opportunity. Our great country was founded on strong work ethic, but somewhere along the way we as a society have forgotten what rest looks like and how to do it...
Each year schools all over the nation provide an opportunity for parents and teachers to meet together at the completion of the first quarter. In order for these quarterly meetings to be well-attended, insightful, and productive for parents and...
Fall is such a beautiful time of year with the vibrant colors and crisp air. Unfortunately, we are about to embark on a much less anticipated season--cold and flu season. Picture it: There you are, browsing the autumn decorations at Target during a...
Once upon a time, there was little girl with the most sensitive little spirit. She wanted desperately to have friends, to join in the conversations of the other fifth grade girls, to feel included. As she listened to the girls talk about music, she...
Two five-year-olds were happily collaborating during Art class when suddenly one raised her hand. The teacher called on her. The little one’s face crumpled, and she tearfully said, “She’s being mean to me.” Wait. What? They were playing together...
