When the Worst Happens

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WARNING to parents! Mature subject matter. Some of the topics in this article are not appropriate for children. Woe is the day when a good friend rages, “My little girl said that your son...” Or worse, you walk in on your boys and a neighbor kid in a state of undress, experimenting with their bodies. The horrors of discovering that your young teenage boy is addicted to the worst kinds of pornography, or catching your girls trading lurid notes with other girls or boys! I could go on and speak of the things you may discover about your sons or… Read More
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Sanctuary

Michael Pearl

Face it, the church today is not a sanctuary from the world nor is it a “holy” place.

February 2005
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Tribute

Rebekah Rising

To the Women Who Protect Our Country – by letting their men go

February 2005
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Living Parallel Lives in the Same Space

Michael Pearl

“We appear to be on track in every way, and very “together.” But those on the outside do not see, as I do, the missing component in our parent-child relationships.” – From a reader

December 2004
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Three Encounters

Michael Pearl

I now know why I must go on, why the time I spend writing and teaching is so important.

October 2004
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Is it Love?

Michael Pearl

Musings by Mike.

August 2004
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My Son, My Brother

Rebekah Rising

When my three-year-old is especially pleased with me, due to some exciting homeschool project, favorite meal, or a really fun time, he pats me fondly and says, “Mom, you’re a good woman.”

August 2004
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He sees the sparrow (hawk) fall

Michael Pearl

This summer we had a thrilling experience watching Kolya, one of the Russian boys, raising a sparrow hawk.

August 2004
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Love is Loving What They Love

Michael Pearl

I have loved many things in my life that had no personal meaning to me. All because I loved what they loved…because I loved them.

August 2004
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Engaged

Kelsie Powell

…one day, just when it seemed that God didn’t want me to be married any time in the next 20 years, I received an e-mail from my mom. She wrote about a young lady that she and my sisters had met who was absolutley phenomenal. Her name was Kelsie…

June 2004
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From Kelsie

Kelsie Powell

It was a balmy evening in March. The tree branches waved in the breeze and ducks swam in the nearby pond. My little brother and I skipped stones on the water while my parents strolled along the winding path. “Kelsie,” my dad called, “we have something to show you.” Wonderingly, I untied the burgundy ribbon from the parchment paper scroll that he handed me and began to read. “Dear Kelsie…my purpose in writing you this letter is to see if you would be willing to begin a courtship relationship…”

June 2004
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