I don’t really understand depression. God has not yet added that as a chapter in my life, and based on my experiences and temperament likely won’t be. Because of our built in differences some of us are simply more prone, through our natural emotional make-up, our history, or our biology, to experience depression. Because the…
When common sense is not all that common
There he stood near the front door, just a few days into his first week of high school. He had all of his school binders and books stacked in his hands, so high I could barely see his face. Pencils and papers were hanging loosely out of…
Motherhood took me by surprise. The kind of surprise that happens 9 months after your wedding day. Yes ... that kind.
I was never that little girl; the one that dreamed of being a mom and having a house brimming with kids. I was the tomboy. As the second oldest of five, my sister and…
Ending the responses that trigger the conflict between you and your children
When your children were young, you spoke words of life into their little beings. They cooed and you cooed back. You had no intention of ever berating your babies. Even if you yourself were raised in a home full of heated arguments,…
Minutes turned into hours. They’d been gone too long. I hesitated to verbalize my fear, as if doing so would somehow bring the fear to life. And then it happened.
December 7th 2016 was a routine day for our family serving as missionaries in rural Alaska. Home was a remote village off the road…
It became clear that this ordinary moment in my life was not ordinary for him at all
Shaving is a big deal. It’s a big deal because it’s an annoying hassle and blades are a hugely expensive racket, running a close second to ink cartridges. But when you are a young man it represents…
When I took the job I had no idea how badly I would mess things up.
The summer after I graduated high school, I took a temporary job working at a small radio station. Typically, I did simple tasks like answering phones and typing letters, but the most important job I had was in the…
I have many fond memories of growing up in the Brigade ministry. A personal highlight for me was the annual StocKar derby at my church. My dad would work with me cutting, sanding and painting our masterpieces for the race. I learned a lot through the entire experience from preparation to race day. The process…
A tale for dinnertime conversation
Ideas for discussing this story with your boys, and suggested answers, can be found here.
The unbelieving world tells you a story: that you are the result of a cosmic “BANG!” That you are an animal. You have no purpose. You are not special. There is no God in whose image…
Boys love stories! And stories are a powerful medium with which to communicate deep truths to the heart. Below you will find questions and potential answers we hope will help bring about good conversation between you and your sons after you've read the article to them, A Better Story, a tale for dinnertime conversation
The…
Have you ever noticed that most of the Bible is comprised of stories? These stories tend to come in two flavors: God giving impossibly weak people the ability to do impossibly big things, and deeply sinful people being forgiven by God's amazing grace. These are not fables concocted from men's imaginations to make a good…
I found my anger in a broken drawer
Do I get a pass because no creature can awaken anger and frustration like a 14 year old boy? We homeschool. My dear wife had taken the primary mantle of responsibility for this calling until they reached high-school. At that point she passed the baton to…
