My eighteen-year-old son and I sat at a window table of the roadside cafe, enjoying two juicy burgers. The room was filled with Danny's fellow workers from the nearby truss-building company. This wasn't just any mother/son outing. I had taken Danny out to lunch to tell him something important. I needed to apologize to my son, and I wanted him to know I meant it. I'd home schooled Danny since his third grade year. During his high school years, I'd lost my temper with him on a regular basis, scolding him to the point where his face would grow pink with frustration. I knew this was Continue Reading
How Culture’s New Normal is Robbing You of Real Life
"We're seeing people on site at emergencies refusing to help," said the CPR instructor, "because they have to capture the scene on video." Wow. So a guy is laying on the ground, pale-faced, not breathing, and bystanders pull out their cameras instead of trying to save his life. Somebody else will do that. I've got to catch this and put it on YouTube and Facebook. It's not just emergencies which give rise to concern, either. I can't count how many times I've witnessed an amazing scene in nature -- a glorious sunset, a hawk feeding close by -- and everybody around is recording it on Continue Reading
Why You Can’t Say You’re Pro-Life, Yet Drive Your Friend to the Abortion Clinic
Does it bother you to hear people say they hold to Christian values, yet their behavior doesn't match their words? Are you frustrated by the disparity you see between belief and action? Read my latest guest post at pregnancyhelpnews.com. Also, check out my life-affirming educational devotional entitled Unleashing Your Courageous Compassion: 40 Reflections on Rescuing the Unborn at Amazon.com. I'd love a few more reviews! Continue Reading
One of the Most Enjoyable Ways to Bond as a Family
We’re winding through the mountains, enjoying miles of thick evergreen forests topped by stunning snow-capped peaks. In the context of such beauty and the joy of time off with my beloved, the sadness doesn’t make sense. But it’s there. Every time we get away without the kids and grandkids and I step out of the car to breathe deep of pine-scented air, a pang hits me. A nameless, keening ache that refuses to leave. I close my eyes. Warm summer breeze caressing my skin, I’m transported to another time and place. I’m a kid visiting Yosemite National Park with my parents and Continue Reading