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Growing up I thought it was normal to live in a home where walls, closets and corners were occupied with stuff. After all, things are needed, right?  Our treasures and heirlooms, everyday necessities, gifts and accumulated ‘must haves’ that found their way in by our hand or another contributing family member. Our living space was […]

I credit my spiritual maturity to my parents. Not because they were perfect. Not because my life has been without trial. Not because I somehow managed to avoid any church hurt or disappointment from unmet expectations. No.  These are three reasons I feel like I can credit so much of my spiritual growth to my

Not all four-letter words have four letters. Perhaps you rank “budget” with the worst. A budget, though, is just a tool for handling your money, and like any tool can be useful or not. As parents, one of the joys we have is teaching our children principles of wise stewardship of God’s resources.  I taught

If I had it to do over again I would devote more time to enjoying my children versus trying to raising them right.  I would lighten up and not be so fearful. I would have less rules, allowing us to enjoy each other more. I would play more and fuss less. I would be intentional

As a teacher, one of my greatest sources of accountability came from creating a schedule. It helped to ensure that I was covering the content I needed on a daily/weekly basis. It gave my students activities to look forward to and they became a source of accountability as well. When the day got chaotic, the

Remember the day you said, “I do” in the presence of God and witnesses? Next to the day you received Christ, it was the best day of your life. You couldn’t imagine growing any closer to your sweetie but knew that marriage should be just that–the two becoming one flesh. But fast forward a number

Have a Quiet Home and a Well-rounded Student with a Summer Book Club Admit it. You’ve had more park days than you can stand, and you’re only halfway through summer break. But you’d rather that your kids have something more stimulating to do than be on their phones or game all day. When my kids

“Four hundred fifty-eight.” The nurse’s eyes widened as she read the numbers on the glucometer. My blood sugar was four times too high.  The doctor launched out of his chair, white coat flying. “It’s Type 1 Diabetes! It has to be! I’ll get some insulin.” He ran out of the room, banging the wooden door.