If you met her at a grocery store, you would never know. You would never know that she is a widow, that she has adopted children out of desperate situations, and fostered still dozens more. She is joyful, strong, and her blue eyes flash with a courage that is rare in our world. She is …
Nobody Gets It
Do you ever get to the end of the day and think “Man, nobody gets it. Nobody understands what it’s like to be: a retail salesperson, a mom of toddlers, a pastor with no salary, a kid with no friends, a missionary far from home and friendless, an entrepreneur who hasn’t had their breakthrough moment…” …
Are You Cheating Yourself?
It was the perfect evening—warm and sunny, but not hot. Not a hint of an evening thunderstorm, only a faint breeze that whispered across the school’s lawn. The actors moved across the stage, their brightly colored costumes catching the evening sun. One of the actors cracked a joke and the audience laughed. The other responded …
Growing Together
It’s spring, and that means things are beginning to grow and bloom. Some of you are already well into your growing season. In Montana, we are just beginning to see the leaves open up on the trees, the tulips are still blooming, and the lilacs—oh, the lilacs! I actually drove through an alley yesterday just …
Oil On My Plate: 3 Ways Caring for the Fatherless is Near God’s Heart
It had been a stressful morning at the orphanage—like most that school year. One of the children was doing her best to make life miserable for everyone around her. She was pushing all the buttons. She was testing every puddle to see if she could create a storm. By the time lunch came around, I …
The Falegelling Glass
When my oldest nephew was a little boy, he would often go to Grandma’s house while his mom was at work or running errands. One afternoon, he discovered the falegelling glass. He held it up to his hand and saw that his hand got bigger. He held it up to Grandma’s nose and found that …
Of Trees and Ladders
When I was eight years old, we lived in an old farmhouse in southern Illinois. It had a big yard and a big garden and trees, lots of trees. There were three or four gigantic, old trees in what I always considered to be the front yard. They seemed to stand watch along the road …