Building Our Homes Like a Lego Master

My son loves building with Legos. His room looks like a Lego museum – and often like a construction zone, with tiny bricks strewn all over the floor, just waiting for an unsuspecting parent to walk in and step on them. At the end of this school year, he completed a report on our home … Continue reading Building Our Homes Like a Lego Master

Taming the Tongue

Sometimes I just can’t control my tongue. It was not a good day. For whatever reason, we were just off. I was irritable and impatient. I found myself correcting every little infraction, every childish noise. The more I corrected, the more frustrated I became. And the more my kids acted up. After snapping at one of my children, I … Continue reading Taming the Tongue

Ministry That Doesn’t Look Like Ministry

"Alleluia. Alleluia!" The words of our song echoed through the Russian cathedral. We stood in the balcony, enraptured by the polished beauty surrounding us. We were playing tourist that day, taking time off in the middle of a mission trip to Siberia. Our team didn't plan on singing. There was no audience, at least no … Continue reading Ministry That Doesn’t Look Like Ministry

Memorable Mealtimes

“I’m glad we eat together as a family,” said my pre-teen daughter as she served up a second helping. Her comment warmed my heart. I, too, love our shared moments around the table. Sometimes they’re rushed as we squeeze in a meal before Wednesday night AWANA or some other obligation. But most often, our dinners … Continue reading Memorable Mealtimes

Giving Thanks when Things Aren’t Perfect

by Meredith Mills @DazzledByTheSon What does the perfect Thanksgiving look like to you? I think of Norman Rockwell’s painting Freedom From Want – all the family gathered around a beautifully decorated table laden with once-a-year favorites. Sweet smells, pleasant company, happy hearts. But real life isn't always that perfect, is it? Just last week, we … Continue reading Giving Thanks when Things Aren’t Perfect

Calming the Chaos

Bang. Bang. Bang. My son taps who-knows-what on the floor, enjoying the sounds he creates. He loves noisemaking. I cherish his inquisitive personality, that quality which causes him to make the noises (and the messes). But these things drive a parent crazy. “Son, stop banging. It’s just creating chaos,” my husband instructs. Immediately, our preschooler bursts into song. “Chaos! Chaos! … Continue reading Calming the Chaos