I was privileged to spend a few hours today with mothers of very young children. Those with four years or less under their belts, still…
Turning the conversation back to God
I was sitting at the table this morning when my wife began recapping a story she’s been reading to our little ones. It’s the story…
This is what a real husband looks like
This is what a real husband looks like. He doesn’t have a wardrobe of the latest in men’s fashion. His kids needed new winter boots,…
Planting purpose in Phin
I recently took a trip to visit my parents. Took most of the children with me so that my wife could finish a book project…
To our new pediatrician
Hi. My name is Heather. I know you’re probably going to call me, “Mom,” throughout most of this first meeting, and that’s o.k. I can…
My daughter, Babita
I met Babita when she was 12, two years after we first placed her picture on our refrigerator. It was the summer of 2009, and…
It’s worth it
I see you there, Momma. I see you sitting in your van outside the Super Walmart, with the WeeSing Bible cd playing just loud enough…
Brotherly love
It happens pretty much daily here. Walking by, I’ll catch a fragment of a conversation that brings my shoulders up around my ears. Because I…
A mother’s prayer
I’ve prayed for countless things over the years that have, literally, brought me to my knees. Some of those things seem silly now, but others are…
The starting gate
I was 17 when I met the man who would become my husband. Seventeen! Today that seems ridiculously young and yet, somehow, perfect timing. I love…