Dear high schoolers,
After all the homecoming photos I’ve seen on Instagram, I’ve wondered . . . was it all you dreamed it would be?
You put so much effort into planning this one night—from the “ask” to pep rallies, from choosing your outfit to figuring out where to eat, from taking photos to planning on what you’ll do after—that you expected “this is gonna be the best day of my life. My li-i-i-i-i-ife.”
But it probably wasn’t. ... Read More
It is, if you ask “Christian numerologist” David Meade. Sadly, people in news media apparently don’t have enough else to report on. Two disastrous hurricanes with another coming, a shouting match over nuclear weapons in North Korea, right-wing white supremacists, and left-wing Antifa provocateurs are just not enough to sustain people’s attention, I guess.
Mr. Meade has made headlines with his predictions that the end of the world will occur on September 23. Since you are reading this, it should... Read More
I’m usually pretty good about scrolling through sappy videos on Facebook. Mainly because there isn’t enough time in the day to watch every video about gender reveal, sweet wedding dance, or stepchild asking to be adopted. So why I watched a particular video about a man who was given a pair of Enchroma glasses, I don’t know. But I did. (And I’m thankful because it gave me an idea for a blog post!)
For 66 years, this tough bodybuilder had... Read More
One of the main reasons why Jesus’ parable of the prodigal son (perhaps better called the parable of the two sons) is so well-known and well-loved is that it has multiple points of self-identification. Most of us know the taste and feel of rebellion against God and can identify with the prodigal son, throwing money around in vain search of fulfillment. Perhaps you have been the “good” son, sniffing at the sins of others.
Or maybe you resonate with the... Read More
My husband and I agree that if we had lived in the same city when we were dating, we probably wouldn’t be married. At the time, I thought I wanted to find someone who liked volleyball, words, and music. Instead, I was introduced to someone who likes hunting, math, and wonders why anyone would sing when they could just talk. (Plus, in an especially fun twist, we cheer for rival football teams.)
I see now that I wanted someone like... Read More
One of the most bitterly contested teachings of the Bible within Protestantism is the meaning of Baptism. The great reformer Martin Luther largely embraced the historic Catholic understanding of Baptism, that it is a sacrament that brings God’s grace unconditionally to a sinner of any age and intellectual development. But beginning in the 1520s, a resistance movement arose that proclaimed a radically different idea of Baptism. Because they rejected the validity of all child Baptisms, all who wanted to be... Read More
I’m pretty good at sinning, and I already know that marriage illuminated a lot of my flaws, so I should have expected motherhood would bring on a whole new flavor of sin in my life.
To be honest, I could list at least 87 different ways I’ve sinned as a mom, but I’ll focus on two big categories:
How I’ve sinned in pride:
Where do I even begin? Mom life gives you endless opportunities for comparison... Read More
The outpouring of support and the rescue efforts for those affected by Hurricane Harvey have been amazing. Having been a Coast Guard family, I’m partial to seeing the stats of how many thousands of people were rescued by Coasties, many of whom had lost their homes too but continued to serve others. I watch J.J. Watt’s Twitter feed, simply to be astonished by how his initial goal of $250,000 to help those affected by the hurricane is now over $28 million! ... Read More
One of the most miserable days of our first year of marriage came when we were gone for most of the day and came back to find two inches of water in our basement. An even more distressing discovery was the presence of our own running garden hose stuck into one of the basement window wells. An out-of-control neighbor kid thought it would be a great thrill to put some water in our basement. Carol was distraught—she had cardboard boxes... Read More