Licentiousness and Legalism at the Kitchen Table
“I wish there were no rules.” That’s what my 7-year-old said at dinner the other night when he was confronted (again) with the answer of “no” for something he wanted…
Read More“I wish there were no rules.” That’s what my 7-year-old said at dinner the other night when he was confronted (again) with the answer of “no” for something he wanted…
Read MoreThis past December, I finally sucked it up and started fumbling my way through leading our family in morning devotions. It’s been a wonderful, and frustrating, experience, and after 12…
Read MoreMy wife keeps a set of notecards above the sink in our kitchen. Each one contains a particular characteristic that she prays the Lord would build into our kids. Each…
Read MoreMy friend, Rob, writes about the last year and half his wife and he have spent as foster parents: At noon on a Thursday in mid-May 2010, we received a…
Read MoreEverybody remembers “that mom” or “that dad” from high school. That’s the parent that would buy the alcohol, rent the movie, or simply not ask any question of their kid….
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