By the time I was confirmed in the Methodist Church, I knew a lot of Bible, and, because the pastor who led our confirmation classes was a history buff, a good deal of church history, too.
The older my children get, the more I feel we need to bring the church to them.
‘Pleeeease? Just this once.’ My mom never fell for it.
The hero’s journey predates even our earliest holy scriptures.
I recently had the privilege of attending a Taylor Swift concert. And yes, it was a privilege.
As it turns out, Uncle Ed Sheeran and Auntie Taylor Swift only feel like family, but they have a powerful influence over our growing children, much more so than the family we only get to see and visit at holidays.
I can’t emphasize enough how important these retreats are for children.
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.
Caffeine up, Buttercup. Maycember is here. What’s your battle plan?
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.