“Father sat down on the edge of the narrow bed. “Corrie,” he began gently, “when you and I go to Amsterdam-when do I give you your ticket?” I sniffed a few times, considering this. “Why, just before we get on the train.” “Exactly, and our wise Father in heaven knows ...
Read More »Pennies or Quarters?
“When it comes to friends, I’d rather have 4 quarters than 100 pennies.” When my children were growing up, I taught them to value their true friends, and to be a true friend themselves. They learned that true, lasting friendships were often mingled in with many acquaintances, and even a ...
Read More »Balancing the Busyness
‘Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom, O Lord.’ (Psalm 90:12) I am tired. Bone tired, as my mom used to say. Which interpreted would mean, really tired. I have to laugh as I write this, because it brings back precious memories ...
Read More »When My Armor Breaks Down
A good father represents strength personified. He is a pillar of living and breathing heroism, for the family. Whenever there is a breakdown of any magnitude, Dad is right there to put the pieces back together again. But, what happens when there is a catastrophic collapse that not even Dad ...
Read More »Play Ball! (the value of sports)
Parade magazine recently did an article on the history of Little League. The article talked of the beginnings of the game in 1938–involving a lilac bush in Pennsylvania! Entitled “The Perfect Game,” the article focuses on the fact that children have a safe place to play a sport, and to ...
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