About a week ago, I was super nerved-up over a multitude of tasks that are taking me a painfully long time to complete. To add insult to injury, the boys were arguing vehemently over totally inconsequential stuff. Like the exact shape of Kevin Durant’s logo. The precise lyric of a Tim Hawkins … [Read more...] about To Obey is Better than Sacrifice: A Modern Day Parable from My House
Turtle in a Bucket: An Announcement
The first time my boys captured a painted box turtle and put it in a five gallon bucket, I felt like I had hired a babysitter. For free. For hours the boys watched that poor turtle try to claw his way out of that bucket. He was picked up, turned over, and dropped. Occasionally they’d dash into … [Read more...] about Turtle in a Bucket: An Announcement
The Truly Good Father
It sounds almost the same in Latin based languages. It’s the language of a baby, or perhaps a toddler. One repeated syllable packed with endearment. Dada, in English. Pappa, in Afrikaans. Taata, in Lugandan. Abba, in Hebrew. It's one of the first words spoken by a child to one of … [Read more...] about The Truly Good Father
A Fresh Look at the Familiar: Saved
{This work of fiction is based on the framework of Scripture found in Mark 4:35-41, Matthew 8:23-27, and Luke 8:22-25} {See also, Part 1, Part 2 Part 3} Andrew peeled his fingers off the oar, and examined his pruned and blistered hands. Why were we so afraid? He had no answer for … [Read more...] about A Fresh Look at the Familiar: Saved
A Fresh Look at the Familiar: Silence
{This work of fiction is based on the framework of Scripture found in Mark 4:35-41, Matthew 8:23-27, and Luke 8:22-25} {Part 1, Part 2} Andrew couldn’t hear a thing over the howling wind and crashing waves. But he did see Jesus roll off the bench after Phillip shook him. Rain pounded … [Read more...] about A Fresh Look at the Familiar: Silence
A Fresh Look at the Familiar: Fear
{This work of fiction is based on the framework of Scripture found in Mark 4:35-41, Matthew 8:23-27, and Luke 8:22-25} The wind ruffled the water and the sails began to flutter. Andrew, weary at the oars, cracked open one eye, and closed it again. There was little to see in the dark, but … [Read more...] about A Fresh Look at the Familiar: Fear