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 …
I’m a sucker for love stories. Stories where love wins, strengthens ordinary people to do extraordinary things, and is the force behind happy endings and bright, hopeful futures. Apparently, I’m not alone. The romance genre of books sells by far the most–almost twice as much as the next highest category. It’s ironic that, even with …
