What My Children Taught Me

Thirteen years ago to this day I was in Cottage Grove, Minnesota completing an internship with a small church. I stayed with the lead pastor...

No matter which word Bible translators use to describe it-- furious, violent, fierce--the storm in Matthew 8/Mark 4 was no joke. It was big....

"Daddy, did Abba (Eden's  name for G-d ) make me afraid of the dark?" Eden was crying when she asked me this late one n...

Avery, my middle kid, continues to blow me away with her prayers. G-d's teaching me via my children that prayers look so different. T...

My daughter showed me that a follower of Yeshua (Jesus) can lovingly share their faith without being a jerk! I know, if you live within t...

We've all had those days when the ups and downs of life get to us. Thursday was that type of day for me, but I had one of those divi...

Thirty-two years. That's how long I went before I had to get stitches. Not a bad run, I say. But when you forget you're thirty-t...