Lent. A time to prepare our hearts for the sacrifice of the One who was sent to save people from the judgement they deserve. A sacrifice necessary to gain us favor in the eyes of our Holy Maker. And in honor of His sacrifice, we choose to sacrifice for 40 days leading to Easter.  All […]

Because all I’ve got is a lot of weakness right now. All I’ve got is irritable mood swings. All I’ve got is a lot of failure under my belt. All I’ve got is this longing to be Repunzel and get locked in a remote castle (where I can sleep all day!), at least until this […]

Super Dad had taken over for the evening. I lay sick and exhausted in bed, for I had used every last ounce of my strength to take Trinity out to buy a birthday present for Katy-Grace (with her own money). And we had made cupcakes and assembled snack bags for the Little Chef’s party (NO […]

He turned water into wine. Multiplied fish and loaves to feed thousands. Healed sick people. Raised individuals from the dead. Walked on water. Drove demons away. Caused money to appear out of a fish’s mouth. Sensed people’s thoughts. There wasn’t a lot that this God-man, Jesus,  couldn’t do. In fact, some would argue that there’s […]

We tried to make Valentines Day really special this year. The month of February we all memorized I Corinthians 13:4-8 and I John 4:7-11, and the hymn How Deep the Father’s Love for Us. We learned about the history of St. Valentine. Then, on February 4, the kids found this sign in the kitchen: And […]

An email came from a literary agent. A book proposal hurriedly composed. Edited. Reexamined. Sent out. A writing sample was requested. A meeting was held, a team deliberating over taking up the project. The factor that did or didn’t seal the deal? Platform. Its the buzzword of this blogging, tweeting, social media dependent culture. Your […]

**Editor’s note: Posting this a bit late, but needed to get my Libyan friends’ clearance before posting. Ronnie Smith was called Libya’s friend. He loved the people. And so do I. My children actually have Libyan grandparents, you know. I have Libyan brothers and sisters and mother and pop and dear dear friends. Not by […]