I don’t feel like I’ve got to the root of love and relationships with this note. I don’t think anyone ever will. It’s left to the poets and the musicians to express things that mere logic struggles to. I mean forget having the key to your heart. This person must have the combination. A particular balance of attributes that for reasons that you probably can’t figure out yourself work. Falling in love is either something we work hard to attain or else it is magic, reasonless, rhyme-less, pure magic.
The pains and rewards of adoption explained through a father’s heart wrenching story of loving deeply through God’s grace.
Maybe you know in your head that Christ is enough but that doesn’t always align with your heart. As you step into yet another bridesmaid dress or try and be genuinely happy for another friend in love, it feels exhausting. You wonder, ‘will it ever be my turn?’
Readers, it’s Mother’s Day. To all you moms, Happy Mother’s Day! In honour of our hard-at-work moms, we’ve put together our readers’ Top 5 Mom Articles. Enjoy!
Communication is an enormous part of our daily interactions. Being able to relay what we want or need from others, as well as to listen and understand what others want or need from us is a part of every moment of life.
Am I making a difference? Do they appreciate it? Am I doing a good job? Does anything I do matter? Truth is, we go through the season of parenting never really knowing the answers to any of these kinds of questions, because the answers aren’t with us. They’re with our children.
I was sick of the eating disorder that tormented our oldest daughter, the smell of vomit in our bathroom, the arguments my husband and I had about where to hide the food so Jenny wouldn’t devour it on her night binges.
We’ve had some great articles throughout our years of publishing. Most of them are still there… alone in a corner… waiting patiently to be visited again. Here are the most shared from 2017. Go on and give them some love.
When we encounter someone else’s story and our focus is on our response, then we’re just awkwardly going to botch the brush with rawness by either trying to escape connection to it or by feeling to obligated to be a part of the rescue.
I hate dementia. When I saw it developing in both of my parents, it was hard to see these beautiful, loving people incapacitated by the changes in their minds.