It is two minutes till midnight and I am a full hour past my self-professed bedtime. I wander into my kids’ bedrooms, re-cover them, give them a kiss, and linger a bit to feel their soft baby skin. I never want the pre-bedtime ritual to disappear. As I stand there my mind rewinds through our  ...

Dear Child of Mine, Days pass, seasons change, and months turn into years and yet I still look at you as if you were a newborn.  Every time I watch you try something new, all of my fears and excitement return as if it were the first time I laid eyes on you.  The love you feel for a child can  ...

You are . . . imperfect!  And (this is the good part), it’s okay!!!  I read a quote not long ago attributed to a pastor in North Carolina by the name of Steven Furtick.  He said, “The reason we struggle with insecurity is because we compare our behind-the-scenes with everyone else’s highlight  ...