Maybe you're a lot like me. You consider yourself pro-life, but many good causes compete for your attention, and you only have so much time, energy, and money to give. Still, you know that preborn children are precious to the heart of God. What if I told you there's an effective, do-able way that you can help? For this week's post, please click over to pregnancyhelpnews.com, the newsletter for Heartbeat International. I've got a story for you, and some encouraging thoughts. Thanks for stopping in, and see you at pregnancyhelpnews.com! Continue Reading
The Surprising, Biggest Reason Your Children Need Time Outdoors
Two-year-old Avi had been warned she was not to pick flowers in Nana's yard without permission. Still, she made a beeline for the lilacs again, which she was convinced were "grapes." I asked her not to pick any lilacs this time, and then I had a brilliant idea -- or so I thought. "Avi, look at all these pretty yellow flowers in the grass! You can pick as many of those as you want!" I encouraged her. She trotted off to check out the dandelions. It was a no-go. Leaving the undesirable yellow flowers behind, Avi wound her way back to her Daddy and me, whining. "What's up, Av?" we Continue Reading
What Authenticity Means (And Doesn’t Mean)
"Brittany" spoke her mind at the meeting. With sharp tone and self-righteous words, she pointed out where everyone was missing it, and how things should be done differently. Using the term "we" as a thin disguise, she vented her personal frustration over not having things her way, then finished with the comment: "That's just me being honest." Wow, I thought. Since when does judging everyone else qualify as "honesty?" Authenticity has become an over-used term, hasn't it? We want to think of ourselves as honest and forthcoming, all the while being unwilling to face our own Continue Reading
Why I Refuse to Join A Revolution (Even If I Believe in the Cause)
The zealous young speaker was out to convince all the other students in his speech class that abortion is wrong. To prove his point, his carefully constructed presentation featured graphic photos of aborted fetuses. Halfway into his talk, one girl ran from the classroom in tears. My son's heart went out to the crying girl. He understood something of which the speaker was evidently unaware. This girl likely had an abortion in her past. The young speaker's insensitivity ripped open the wound in her soul. The same thing happens when protesters march against abortion holding grisly Continue Reading