I’m not very good at hearing God speak. My life is loud and usually I can barely hear myself think let alone hear God. But God spoke to me recently in an unusual place.
Every year around this time, we do a lot of reflecting. Christmas is over, there are new gifts to enjoy and some to exchange and return:) We are sad to see it go and very glad to put decorations away
As parents, we are familiar with long, late-night conversations that often boil down to a child’s struggle with a particular circumstance.
“Oh my goodness! Is that your Dad?” Those were the shocked words of one of my teenage son’s friends as I walked—clad in cool “skinny jeans” and Vans
May I suggest that after our children’s salvation in Jesus Christ, the second-most important prayer we can pray…
All ten of us were around the dinner table and the conversation slouched in a bad direction—fast.