"She started it!" "No I didn't!" "Yes you did!" "Nu-uh!" If you're a parent, I bet you're cringing right now. And, even if you're not, my guesses are you might be, too. Because we've all been there, either with our children, the children of others, or even in the memories of our own childhood. A … Continue reading When Sin Seems Justified
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My Birthright for Some Stew!
"I would sell my soul for a piece of chocolate right now." Okay, we all know this a figure of speech. No one would actually sell their soul for food, right? (Although I admit, there were times during the worst of my pregnancy cravings I might have come pretty doggone close!) But we all know, … Continue reading My Birthright for Some Stew!
The Worst (and Best) Gift I Ever Received
I don't remember a lot about my childhood birthdays but there is one particular moment from one particular birthday that lingers even now, over thirty years later. One of those "flashbulb" memories, if you will. It was my sixth birthday, and my parents threw a large bonfire-type get together with my entire extended family. The … Continue reading The Worst (and Best) Gift I Ever Received
Why, Then, Do You Judge Your Own Brother?
My children attend a private Christian school and, for the most part, it is a blessing. Every day I am thankful to have this opportunity to send my kids to a place where they are surrounded by other believers, where they are taught the Truth of God's Word, and where the focus on their education … Continue reading Why, Then, Do You Judge Your Own Brother?
When God Calls Us to Hate
The Bible is full of commands to love. In Matthew 22, Jesus, when questioned about the greatest commandment, replied, "'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.' This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: 'Love your neighbor as … Continue reading When God Calls Us to Hate
The Sinful Exhaustion of My Heart
My ten year-old fights sleep. As an infant, he went down without so much as a peep. I rarely had to rock him, he never needed a pacifier, and, if he did cry, it was only because he needed a diaper change. Babysitters and friends would constantly gush, "You're so lucky! He sleeps so well!" … Continue reading The Sinful Exhaustion of My Heart
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