Why God Can’t Be Trusted
Today I heard from a friend in Oregon I‘ve known for decades. Kim and her husband have always been wonderful Christian parents who pray regularly for their kids. Now she tells me that her oldest...
View ArticleA Promise I Didn’t Keep
My son Noah is too big for this life. He’s too big for its clothes, its ceilings, its doorways. At 6’6”, he lives in a permanent shrug. When I tell him this he says, “If I stand up straight and look...
View ArticleThe Hunger Games, Hope, and Hitting Bottom
It wasn’t my plan, but I’ve seen the The Hunger Games twice now. As often happens for me, one particular line of dialogue in the movie stood out. The evil President Snow, concerned that the heroine’s...
View Article“I’m So Glad I Had You!”
When my youngest son Nathan was about four years old, he picked up a phrase from me: “I’m so glad I had you!” he’d say proudly, beaming up at me from under a tousle of white blond hair. “No, Nathan,”...
View ArticleJust Say Yes
On Thursday I talked about why a Just Say No approach might not be enough when it comes to preventing substance abuse with our kids. I promised to tell you today what to do differently. Ever since,...
View ArticleThe Mothers On My Mind
I wanted to write a sweet post for Mother’s Day. I adore my own mother and would love to tell the world why. If you ask me, there’s no greater proof of God’s kindness and goodness on earth than a...
View ArticleThis Way is Better (Or, Moms Who Drink Too Much)
One afternoon last week I was working upstairs in my hot, muggy office, trying not to suffocate, when I heard the sound of a can snap open. I yelled from my chair, “Hey, I heard that. Where’s mine?” My...
View ArticleExcept for the Blow up Bed
A few mornings ago, I was jogging with my dog Edmund on a nearby path that runs just above and alongside a creek. I happened to notice a young man sitting on a big rock by the water, reading a book. As...
View Article“What I Thought Was Impossible”
I don’t even have words to explain how much this post means to me. As I mentioned last week, today I get to introduce you to Anna Whiston-Donaldson, a beloved friend and one of the most talented...
View Article“Does Daddy Drink Because I’m Bad?”
“Because Daddy’s sick.” Throughout my childhood, this was my mother’s explanation to my siblings and me for why our father behaved erratically, why we had to move across the country to get away from...
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