Run the good race
On my 17-year-old daughter’s bedroom mirror, written in dry erase marker, I read, “Now that I have seen, I am responsible. Faith without deeds is dead.” She posted this reminder when she returned from a [...]
On my 17-year-old daughter’s bedroom mirror, written in dry erase marker, I read, “Now that I have seen, I am responsible. Faith without deeds is dead.” She posted this reminder when she returned from a [...]
I haven't posted for a few days because I've been enjoying having my daughter back home. She's quite jet-lagged and experiencing a bit of what I call "culture dissonance," but home. She had a marvelous [...]
This morning I drove to O'Hare with another parent from our church, and we dropped our teens at the United Terminal. We hugged them goodbye and watched them walk inside to meet the rest of [...]