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Growing up, my mom always taught us Bible stories. We would often host a 5-day Bible club in our front lawn. The neighborhood kids knew to come to our house to hear Bible stories. When I was 12, our pastor’s wife joined our efforts to reach the children in our area. The kids who came were mostly from broken homes. One day, a boy shared that he didn’t have a dad. “Me neither.” Another kid agreed. Then the class clown blurted out dramatically, “I have too many dads!” He came fr

In other posts, I have shared my surrender to being a mom, and how fulfilling I have found it to be. That being said, there are times it is hard to be completely content with my role when I see my husband able to do so much more than I can. When I look at others who are past the littles stage (or at least the stage of just littles) and see how much more productive they are, I can inwardly chafe. What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I accomplish what they can? While I seemed to onl

When Jesus lived among men, compassion was one of the attributes He commonly displayed. But what exactly is compassion? Webster’s 1828 gives an excellent definition. “A suffering with another; painful sympathy; a sensation of sorrow excited by the distress or misfortunes of another; pity; commiseration. Compassion is a mixed passion, compounded of love and sorrow; at least some portion of love generally attends the pain or regret, or is excited by it. Extreme distress of an e