Kirk Whitney shares how "Joseph's Way" by Devin Schadt has enhanced his commitment to the vocation of fatherhood.
My grandparents’ simple observation remind me of how my children view the world---and view us.
Sooner or later each of us has to go through the grief of losing a parent. For me it came all too soon, with the death of my mother in 2006, of cancer. The ages of my
I have long been a lover of technology and gadgets. From my first transistor radio in the sixties, to my first CD player (the first CD player ever made) in the eighties, to my first iPod around
I have been hooked on Downton Abby for the last couple of years. If you have not seen it, the series follows an aristocratic family and the servants of their manor as they weather the social upheaval
It does not get any better than this – seven days of tag-teaming our very active four-year old grandson, Alex. Tag teaming because both my husband and I are in our mid-50′s. Tag teaming because this boy
As I lay on my bed with four-year-old Madelyn, we gazed lovingly into each other’s face. I looked deep into her eyes with a love that only a grandmother can understand. I was overcome with awe and the
5 Simple Steps for a Successful Afternoon Two years into our homeschooling adventure, my father asked if I was going to plan something similar to Grandparents Day at public school. He wanted to feel included in the
One morning a few weeks ago, I opened the dishwasher and thought, “Why can’t anyone learn how to load the G@# d#@n dishwasher!” Actually, I did not think that, I was reflecting on one of my father’s
Since retiring almost a year ago, I have cautiously added one commitment after another to my daily routine. My first priority has been to assist in caring for
When Allison was a toddler, we used to hold her up to the wall where all our family photos were displayed and play “Who’s that?” You have probably played this with your own kids. “Who’s that?” we
He took a little child and had him stand among them. Taking him in his arms, he said to them, “Whoever welcomes one of these little children in my name welcomes me, and whoever welcomes me does
She gazed out the window longingly at the water just beyond my van. My grandmother age 94 sat in silence lost in a memory I would never be privy to. Maybe her thoughts meandered back to the