I grew up in the 1960s. Lots of good stuff back then. My dad only bought Pepsi in glass bottles, new and fancy cars were built with air conditioning, and we routinely watched 16mm movies in school. The teachers barely knew how to thread these complicated machines, so often some nerd in the A/V...
Be Brave: These Halls Are Full of Messed Up People!
In his recent blog post Exciting News: I’m Not Enough, and You Aren’t, Either!, Family Ministry Pastor Dave Carl said, “You are not okay, and you don’t need to pretend to be anymore!” Dave Carl I wish I could put that line on the marquee sign out in front of our church. It would...
Apologetics and Your Children
You teach your children how to brush their teeth, drive a car, stick to a schedule, and read their Bible. But do you train your children, whether elementary or high school aged, to be students of sound theology and solid in their application of Christian apologetics? To show you why this is so crucial,...
Correcting Someone Else’s Child
His big brown eyes looked up at me as if to say, “See, Mom. I told you. Now what do I do?” The silent but obvious question was in response to another child shoving him right in front of me, an adult, and saying how he was “so much bigger and better than everyone...
Think Before You Share
Words. Our world revolves around these little things that have lasting power and consequences. Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it will eat its fruits. Proverbs 18:21, NASB As children, we were taught to think before we speak. As adults, it seems we need to call...
Silence is Not Golden
“I can’t imagine.” Whenever tragedy strikes, these words are often tossed about. Yet, these words don’t carry much truth when you truly stop and think on them. You see, when tragedy strikes, we can indeed imagine, and that is often what makes circumstances all the more real to us and the presence of God all the more...
Dark Rooms
Most of the time when I am at home, I prefer to sit with only one or two lights on in the house. I chalk this up to a frugal dad who constantly reminded us kids that he wasn’t “paying to light the world.” Overly dramatic, yes. However, it apparently resonated into the recesses of my...
Legacy of a Grandfather
Over the past two weeks, my tiny family has been through seismic events, including the near death of my mother. While God chose to give my mom more time on this earth, things looked very different just a few short days ago. As I prepared to say farewell to my mom, I kept thinking...
Pray, Play, Pursue. Repeat.
“But now, O LORD, You are our Father; we are the clay, and You are our Potter; we are all the work of Your hand.” Isaiah 64:8 Of all the things I have seen, tasted, and touched during my time on earth, none has compared to the one dream I never even knew I wanted:...
You Are the Company You Keep
My parents were certainly no Bible scholars. They loved Jesus, took us to church, and taught us to pray, but we weren’t Protestant. We couldn’t recite chapter and verse to you, but at the end of the day, we knew the truth of the triune God, believed in the infallibility of Scripture, and loved...
The War on Children
The lips are wagging, and the supposed “War on Christmas” theme is yet again raising its seasonal head. I never associated snowflakes on a cup with somehow sharing the message of Christ being the Savior of the world, so I feel the red cup fiasco is nothing more than a futile attempt by Satan to...