My vision of a perfect family supper involves all 3 of my boys calmly sitting around the table, eating their meal with smiles on their faces, chatting happily about their day, and putting their dishes in the dishwasher after they have (politely) excused themselves. The reality in my house is quite different. We say “sit down” approximately 241 times each meal, because some people apparently can’t sit for longer than 90 seconds. >> We actually taped a kid to a chair once. No joke. (Well, the tape was a joke, sort of…) << The boys pick at their food...Read More
Author: Christie Thomas
My two oldest boys get on each other’s nerves something fierce these days. Recently, however, the fights were different. Tensions were high because of a deep mistrust that had burrowed itself into the mind of my eldest. Every word spoken and every action taken by his brother brought him to the brink of a tantrum because he felt like his brother was “out to get” him. During a particularly hard day when everyone in the family had gotten frustrated with his attitude, he wailed to his dad, “I feel like everyone is against me” and it finally clicked. My...Read More
The question came out of nowhere. “How do I know God exists when I can’t see him?” asked my four-year-old son. My jaw dropped; I had never heard a young child ask such an existential question before. I hemmed and hawed and finally came up with an answer, and later that evening I remained extra grateful for the verse we had been praying over him every night at bedtime. Then Christ will make his home in your hearts as you trust in him. Your roots will grow down into God’s love and keep you strong. And may you have...Read More
My sons and their neighbour friend zipped around on their bikes, staying on the sidewalk as requested. After a few minutes, this became boring to them and they pleaded with big eyes and smiling promises to be allowed to cross the road and travel the sidewalk on the other side. Trying to be a relaxed mom, I gave permission. Then, my seven year old veered out into the street. No cars were coming, but my heart rate skyrocketed and I involuntarily screamed at him. Blood pounded in my ears as he pedaled back to me. The neighbour boy looked...Read More
Just a few days ago, flood waters swept the banks of town after town in West Virginia, destroying the lives and property of everyone and everything in their wake. Family members struggled just to find places to lay their dead to rest. Homes that stood the beating are left filled with mud, leaving treasured possessions and the familiarities of home gone forever. An outpouring of help, compassion, and hard work from neighbors and strangers alike followed, and is still in progress in many areas. West Virginia knows there is hope, and that there’s more hope where that came from....Read More
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