My seven-year-old blubbered as she cried in much shame and sadness, “Daddy, here, take this money!”  A bit puzzled, I asked, “Why are you giving…

When I am tempted to despise the season

I hugged my eight-year-old daughter close as tears streamed down her face. Her sister’s sudden outburst had hurt her feelings, and she needed…


Building Bridges Through Forgiveness

It was a pretty spring day, and my children were playing happily in our driveway. They were pushing each other in their Little Tykes Cozy Coupe and…