My last few years of ups, downs, and dreams fulfilled.
Demands and struggle have spread us thin and worn us out. No matter where we live or how old we are, our spirits hear the original Eden whisper its rhapsodic song and urge us to long for its return.
As we remember 9/11, let us believe that our nation can be better. Black author releases book trailer for Culture Changers.
HOPE. It’s a waste. Fickle. Flimsy. At least that’s what I used to think. Hope wasn’t the rugged, mighty, power-releasing faith that I read about in the Gospels and the book of Acts. As I read through the gospels, Jesus never said much about hope. Faith yes, hope, no. For much of my life, (until …
Once upon a time,we listened to fairy tales about princesses and children who needed rescuing. We breathed sighs of relief when the handsome prince, the hero, or the timely resourcefulness of the captives, provided a way of escape. Courage and confidence defeated dragons and cancelled magic curses. The ending of the most memorable tales featured …
My prayer was for my family, all eight of us, and I prayed something like, “Lord, help us stay impressionable.”
There are times when the people most vital to our care cannot give us what we need. It’s a painful reality that often shapes our emotional development and taints our self-image.
We can fail and not be failures because God’s redeeming work uses raising kids to take us through a journey of personal transformation.
Beauty in the midst of pain. Hardship in the midst of hope. Newness in familiarity. Rest in God as you regain your footing.