I’m thankful God blessed me with people who modeled prayer as a way of life. Because of their example, I sought to model the same to my children. If we teach our younger generations well, perhaps they’ll learn to respect our nation’s leaders and our military. Maybe they’ll be more likely to honor our flag and better appreciate our Gold Star families.
Continue reading →Personalizing Scripture transforms a Bible verse into a beautiful declaration between God and us. It helps us (and our children) to recognize more clearly who we are in Him: moms, dads, grandparents, aunts, uncles, students and a community that loves its children … who are totally dependent on a faithful, powerful God.
Continue reading →The post urges reflection on how our actions influence future generations’ views of faith. It contrasts the blessings of following God’s Word, likening the righteous to flourishing trees, against the ruin awaiting the wicked. The choice between a life of purpose and one of regret rests with us, impacting both ourselves and our children.
Continue reading →When we demonstrate that someone who dares to cross us doesn’t deserve our respect and prayers, our children see us at our worst. What will their chances of succeeding in their relationships (and life) be if they behave in the same petty, unforgiving way we do?
Continue reading →Many years ago, after my first marriage ended and my mental health prevented me from raising my children, I asked God to provide a mother figure who could be there for them while I sought help in one behavioral medical unit (mental health hospital) after another. Thankfully, God provided that in Debbie.
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