I’m sitting at the kitchen table, on the eve of Advent, laughing with friends, knowing I’ll be waking...
“Family dinners.” I’d spent the day at a dads retreat, talking about how to intentionally shape the culture...
My son recently pointed out how much I break the law. At first, I resisted what he had...
“Let’s admit it: we’re obsessed with winning. Just look around. Everything has become a competition. Our will-to-win is...
“Sometimes, we fight so we don’t have to feel. Sometimes, we trade jeers so we don’t have to...
She stands there, small as any eight year-old, hidden in the towering aisles of the toy store. She...
“The world we live in is aching with loneliness. Yet, we are rarely aware of it, because in...
“Piteously. She hung her little head and whimpered piteously. Spell the word piteously.” For three years, my oldest...
My son is waiting by the road for his ride to school. I remember being fourteen and waiting...
Maybe I’m a glutton for punishment. Or maybe, for the moment, I’m just feeling humble enough to hear...
