It was a rough weekend. The Indiana State Robotics Tournament was held in Indianapolis, and my boys went in feeling like they had somet...

Lately, my heart keeps aching when I look at Micah. He's seventeen, a junior, and absolutely awesome. In 18 months, he will head off to ...

A long time ago (when I used to consider myself a blogger) I wrote about one goose-bumpy,  Jehovah Shammah (God is there) moment that ha...

My marriage was a solid, beautiful, glass vase that wasn't strong enough to survive hitting a concrete floor. (Imagine that.) I often t...

From her book,  For the Love Amen. In my rant about persevering through the hard of marriage *see post  "I'm Not Sure I Wa...

Clay and I had a blissful marriage for the first ten or twelve years. BLISS, I tell you. We used to go on about how lucky we were. We actu...

"That has been our biggest mistake as parents," Clay exclaimed. "Yep, we should never have let them know that they are hilar...