A toxic culture fumes with fear, dysfunction, and confusion. How can we raise our kids to live by the truth amid chaos?
I had never seen it–not before last week. Not before twenty-six lives were stolen amidst red carpet, church pews, and a wooden cross. But now I see…
He brought up his idea four more times within the hour, and the final time I lost my patience. “Zeke, I said we would do it. You can stop talking about it now.” And that was that. For a week.
He brought up his idea four more times within the hour, and the final time I lost my patience. “Zeke, I said we would do it. You can stop talking about it now.” And that was that. For a week.
Perhaps these invites are a precious gift from our child, an opportunity to keep getting to know them—to mark up the passing of time with timeless memories.
Our son spoke up from the backseat, “Hey, did God make it so that we can talk? Or did He make us like puppets?” My husband and I glanced at each other wide-eyed.
This open invite into their world, it’s a gracious offering that our children give us, and we can’t know for how long it will last.
I could no longer avoid the decision. Do I pack these, or list them on Craigslist? It was crux of the crossroad we couldn’t move beyond.
This morning I sat in a room of women. “I have three boys,” I began, “Ages 5, 3, and 1.” And I just wonder, what would happen if I had said this instead…
This morning I sat in a room of women. “I have three boys,” I began, “Ages 5, 3, and 1.” And I just wonder, what would happen if I had said this instead…
What if we are missing something by teaching our kids to not talk to strangers? What if one day they might need a stranger’s help? These are the conversations we, as parents, need to be having with our kids.
What our children observe our hands holding day in and day out will greatly determine what they decide to busy their own hands with. What might begin to change if we started taking note of what occupies our hands most?
Raising kids stirs something deep in our souls — an innate knowing that our time is finite. Taking my kids outside in creation, I’m discovering how to stretch our time and pack it to the brim with meaning. God’s creativity provides the riches of resources for teaching the next generation who He is and how He loves us. Join our adventure and discover inspiration and resources for refusing rush, creating habits of rest, living intentionally, and making the most of this beautiful life!