I believe in love. Love that never ends and never fails. Love that is constant. A love that is kind and patient, selfless and gracious. Love that lifts and encourages, that ennobles and strengthens. Love that creates beauty. Love that rescues. Love that redeems whatever the cost. A love that descends into darkness and despair …
In some ancient wedding ceremonies, the husband and wife had their hands tied together, symbolizing their union, an unbreakable bond, an intent for the two to become one (hence our idiom, ‘tying the knot’). A visible symbol of the binding covenant they made to one another. Often the Lord uses wedding imagery to help us …
We live in a world obsessed with production and prestige, with visibility and audience appeal, so it isn’t surprising that a woman who is working full time at raising children sometimes feels ‘less than’ other women-that she is ‘just a mom.’ It is work that is largely unrecognized and rarely, if ever, glamorous; work that …
“And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn.” (Luke 2:7) The scene is filled with awe-God of worlds without number, Creator and Savior, come to earth as a helpless babe, born in a stable …
When my first daughter was born we went to a restaurant with some family who came to see her. An older couple there, strangers to us, admired her and then said something to the effect of, “I can’t believe you’d bring a child into this world now!” (Just so you know, that’s a TERRIBLE thing …
