“You’re the worst father I’ve ever seen!”
Our friend Helen went on to say, “Bo, you’re so consumed by your business that you don’t know your kids or what they’re doing.
We bring the entire history of our parenting experiences into every encounter we share with our adult children, and while delightful memories of distant events remain alive in our hearts—inevitably provoking a smile, o
I was ambushed. By my family and by God.
I don’t like change. I like routine, predictability, schedules.
When Katie drove off for the first day of her summer job on the afternoon of May 31, 2008, none of us knew an aneurysm lurked deep in her brain.
As we mere mortals go through the monotonous tasks of motherhood, we fulfill several important necessities at once.
We provide for our children, who themselves are created, known, and valued by God.
The following devotional was written by Ellen Miller, author of Lord, Have Mercy. Save 20% when you purchase in April 2017!
I am a freak about my clothes.
You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother’s womb. Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvelous – how I know it. . . .
The apostle Paul lived before Twitter became a thing, but if he’d had access to social media I can imagine him tweeting, “Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice!” (Philippians 4:4).
“So often food is backdrop for us, don’t you think? When we meet up with girlfriends, even just for coffee or tea, as we empty our cups, we’re always filling each other up—with words of friendship and encoura
