The way society and the church lift up stories of love and marriage is beautiful . . . but it is also dangerous.

It is a mistake to believe that your past no longer affects you.

Monday morning. Fourth grade. Dreaded memory verse time.

Isaiah 66:1 tells of God giving “peace like a river.” I like that.

Fifteen years ago, I said goodbye to my son. He’d only been with us for 11 months, but he was part of our family.

I am chatting with my friend Terry in a small prison yard on the outskirts of the prison where Terry has spent his days for the last three years.

Could God be calling you to foster or adopt a child?