May 24, 2018

Our home was always open to our friends and relatives. My parents wanted a big family, but Mom wasn't able to have more than the four given her. The year I approached eleven, in fifth grade, Mom and Dad took in foster children.

Debbie, fifteen, arrived with her casewo...

May 15, 2018

I'm a few months past 60 and I've got kids by blood and kids by marriage. My first marriage went off the rails and I got custody of our kids. My second wife, beautiful and loving, died of a long-term illness. My third wife, beautiful and my intellectual match keeps me...

May 10, 2018

I thought long and hard before choosing the man I wanted to share with you. There were other men to choose from for a variety of reasons, but encompassing all that I wanted to capture was proving more difficult than I thought. I knew the man had to be honorable, brave,...

May 4, 2018

I don’t have any good memories of my father. I don’t recall a kind word. He never said, “I love you.” He never, ever said, “I’m proud of you.” I was never physically abused by my father, but his love for me was never affirmed and abuse can go way deeper than a trauma t...

April 30, 2018

A young boy and his family were vacationing in the mountains of North Carolina. One morning he eagerly woke up anticipating an exciting adventure with his father. They were going on a hike, something he had never done before in the mountains.

That morning, conditions...

April 24, 2018

A little background information I believe would be appropriate. My father’s father, back in early days of automobiles, was the town mechanic in a small town in the southwest corner of Massachusetts. We’re talking Ford Model ‘T’s’ and Model ‘A’s here. My dad spent his a...

April 18, 2018

About 20 years ago or so, my home church experienced what could be considered a movement, one which would spur us to reconcile our hearts to God the Father’s. At the time, Brian Doerkson, a Canadian musician and worship leader, had produced a CD of moving music called,...

April 12, 2018

Growing up in a small town in southwest Kansas I was blessed to be able to spend time with my grandfather almost every day. My grandparents only live a block away and I took many trips down the alley to see them. My grandfather was more like a father to me than my own...

April 6, 2018

Perfect? Not me!
Most likely not you as well.
Don’t worry, our kids, as wonderful as they can be at times will never be perfect either.

Perfect or not, men, if you have children, you are still a father! 
My own dad has been gone for over 15 years. He loved God and lov...

April 1, 2018

When my dad was diagnosed with Stage IV cancer, he didn’t let it slow him down, even when it should have. He was the kind of guy who would give the shirt off his back to anyone. His only caveat was that you didn’t ask him for it. He preferred to volunteer. 
Through all...

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