Jesus, Baseball, and Shame After Ethan’s game last night, we were leaving the field when I noticed he had stopped. I saw tears in his eyes.He was looking down at the ground and just all clammed...
The Skill Saw... The Skill Saw For most of my life, I have been fed a lie. For most of my life, even though the lie hasn’t tasted right, I have swallowed it down anyway, and worse, I have even fed it to others. There...
God Is Not In Control You Are Ethan and I had a talk last night. He had briefly forgotten who he was (a son of Love) and at that moment he said some things to mom he didn’t truly believe. I met him in his room. Now, I am about to tell a story that displays...
The Outburst at Dinner that Changed it All A Revelation of the Perfect Father The Crier I was 22 and newly married to my supermodel wife, Karen. (I went with supermodel here, as she doesn’t like it when I call her “my lovely wife.” Apparently, lovely is for...
Introducing Children to the Father I lay in bed with Ethan last night. His head pillowed on my arm. We listened to the storm blowing just outside his window. Ethan is my nine-year-old boy. Ethan loves football. He thinks about it at least half of the time....
How to Earn a "Well Done" Meeting the Master in The Parable of the Talents You’ve probably heard this story…There was a master with three servants. He was going on a journey and he called them to Him and gave each...
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