Last fall marked ten years of homeschooling for our family. And after a decade in, you begin to trust your instincts. I have watched tears turn into breakthroughs. I have watched my children grow from beginning readers into students acing honors classes. I've sat beside them at the kitchen table long enough to know that … Continue reading Year Ten
Storms
The summer he chased tornadoes, he shone just a little brighter.
My Joy
Lights are on at 6 a.m. They’re up building Legos again. Mess of forts in the living room, chasing the dog and shouting "kaboom."Laughing so hard they can't even breathe at the end of the day. Someday soon they’ll be grown and flown, and I’ll be sitting in this quiet home, waiting for the phone to ring just to hear,"Hey, how … Continue reading My Joy
When Captives Are Set Free
Two years ago, in the final hours of the biblical holiday Sukkot—the Festival of Tabernacles—the nation of Israel was brutally attacked. More than 1,200 people were murdered, and 251 civilians were taken hostage. One week ago, in the first hours of Sukkot this year, I gathered with a few others to pray for the peace … Continue reading When Captives Are Set Free
On Bad Things, Charlie Kirk, and Trumpets
A week of blood. A week of loss. A gruesome stabbing, a school shooting, an assassination. It is hard to know what to say in the aftermath of such events. I have seen everything from grief to tasteless remarks to outright celebration. There is still the tragedy of the Texas flooding from a few months … Continue reading On Bad Things, Charlie Kirk, and Trumpets
Two Precious Stones 