This morning as usual, Ashley, our 18-month-old smiley, toddled into our room and climbed into our bed...
Calling all Teenagers... Normal, healthy, smart, beautiful, talented, needed, wonderful.... Hey - I'm talking to you.
"I am TJ S******...and for the last 10 years have been working toward translating the Scripture into the ******* language of Southeast Asia."
The responsibility on me as a father is enormous; I am the first, last, and only mediator of truth and balance to my child.
If a soulless flower can give God glory by blooming regardless of circumstance, what might I do—what must I do—as a child of God?
Most parents are too uptight. At least half the joy of life is raising kids. So when Big Papa found that one of our Russian boys had returned the jar of honey to the cabinet (...)