When Hope is a Discipline, Everything Changes
We started to hear rumblings of a teachers’ strike just a couple of days before it happened.
We started to hear rumblings of a teachers’ strike just a couple of days before it happened.
One night in May several years ago, my five-year-old made a declaration while we were eating dinner. “Mom,” he said, “on Monday, we need to read the story of David and Goliath.” I
When our oldest child transitioned to middle school three years ago, it was the height of the pandemic. Decisions were made for us, not by us.
In our house, it’s not often our boys pick up books unless it’s a last resort. But we keep giving them books.
If you are a western Christian, Saint Monica might be the second most famous Christian mother you can name, after Our Lady.
In the work of raising two children to live their lives as followers of Jesus, we have entered the important albeit irritating phase of teen angst, rejection, and challenge.
Mark’s evangelism took fierce courage to go beyond his boundaries, into the unknown, to the unseen, sharing news he knew was urgent, life-sustaining, and fortifying.
Our daughter came into the world with a large head, a conspicuous tuft of bright red hair, and a deep stubborn streak which clearly has no relation to her biological parentage.