Hard to Build, Easy to Destroy
I’m in my backyard with my two sons, who are 3 and 5 years old, and I decide that I’m going to be Creative Mom. I gather pine needles, sticks, rocks, pinecones, and a few tree leaves that have already turned bright yellow. The boys and I kneel on the...
That Is a Very Bad Man
As a young child growing up, my parents always taught my sisters and me to be aware of our surroundings. I remember our mom talking to us about discernment, and knowing when God was alerting us to situations that weren’t good. That always stuck with me. And now, as a...
God of the Universe
My boss is a good guy, but sometimes it would seem I get lost in the details of his work. He often forgets what he has asked me to do and obligates me for conflicting tasks without telling me. When we have a meeting scheduled, he frequently gets called elsewhere and...
There’s Just Something About That Name
I’d like to start this blog with a simple request: Close your eyes. Take a deep breath. And, whether you choose to do this audibly or silently, please sing the simple melody of “There’s Just Something About That Name.” Be sure to focus on each word and let them sink...
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