I’ve been thinking for a while now about contrasts: the way things that appear similar but are strikingly different and do very different things. That may be a strange thing … Continue reading Contrast
I don’t want perfect kids – or even perfect parties. I want kids of character. Character comes from the ways we handle imperfection in ourselves and in others.
This week all three of my sons, separate from one another, have told me what they want to do with their lives. Our oldest announced that he’d like to be … Continue reading Being and Calling
If sharing a home with teenagers doesn’t make a person want to learn how to pray, I don’t know what will.
Granted, in our family ordinary tasks are often the places where we hear and feel the loudest grumbles. However, taken away, the ordinary tasks of home are sought out because they are as much a part of the relational components of home as rest.
I’m not sure how it happened; however, I’m pretty sure that Berry used some sort of Jedi mind trick.
You may think this is strange but I’ve discovered that my love language is cooking. What I mean is that one of the ways that I show my family I … Continue reading A Son of the South Goes South of the Border: Fajitas
Every year Sherry and I try to set a theme for the year. The last two years we kept the same theme (we liked it so we kept it). So … Continue reading The Struggle For Joy
There was a bit of fear – fear of pain and loss – that went through my heart tonight. My wife told me something about Cash – our dog (he’s … Continue reading Cash
In the last year or so I’ve come to appreciate jazz. Now, let me be clear. I’m not a musician although I wish I were. My tastes in music are … Continue reading Volume and Velocity