Dear Emeth, I just want to write this letter to you so we can all remember what a funny boy you are at 20-months. When we are preparing to g...

Hans and I listened to a sermon on Charles Simeon as we made our way to church this morning. It reminded us of the refuge that is God's...

In the spirit of my friend Serene's recent post , here is a reflection on a favorite childhood memory: Christmases without snow. In a pr...

I became a Christian in my teens. The burning questions at the time always had to do with what my friends and I called BGR (boy-girl-relatio...

As I was cleaning my kitchen floor on my hands and knees, a strange memory came to me. Hans visited me in New Haven, CT a few years ago. He ...

After our first two Sunday School lessons, the girls' faces wrinkled with worry: So, what does all this MEAN? Is it ok to wear a tight...

Christ. When I was little and even thereafter, the goal of my prayer before a meal (when eating alone) was to be as fast as possible: ...