Morning by Morning, New Mercies

I stood in a rock climbing gym churning with kids, and with tears in my eyes I thanked God. Around me, a sea of forty screaming campers who cared more about roughhousing than climbing clambered over rock walls and slammed onto mats. The techno music, usually a source of rhythm and focus for a climber,…

Podcast on Crossway

Today Crossway posted a podcast interview I had with Matt Tully about end-of-life care. You can access the podcast and transcript here, or use the direct links: iTunes Google Play Spotify Stitcher

Book Review: The Waiting Room by Elizabeth Reynolds Turnage

  Waiting rooms are strange spaces. Elevator music lofts throughout the room. A stack of outdated lifestyle magazines awaits perusal on a table. People busy themselves with a book, an app, or a television set to avoid conversation with others. The placidity of these spaces hides the thoughts of those sitting in them. While we…

Homeschool Games List

Over the years games have become central to our homeschooling. We play at least two games daily, and have found them to be a wonderful way for the kids to learn practically and gently. They also provide great opportunities for us to learn together, forging memories, fostering closeness, and teaching the kids to respect one…

Podcast: Bible-Based Guide to End-of-Life Care

I had a great conversation about the subject matter of Between Life and Death with Debbie Chavez on BOB radio today, and she was kind enough to record it as a podcast for others to listen! Here is the link: Bible-Based Guide to End-of-Life Care, Debbie Chavez

Book Review: Labor With Hope by Gloria Furman

I can recall few books that infuse motherhood with gospel hope in such elegant and compassionate prose as Gloria Furman’s Labor with Hope: Gospel Meditations on Pregnancy, Childbirth, and Motherhood. Ms. Furman’s words will not only encourage expectant mothers for years to come, but also direct their gaze steadfastly toward Christ. I first encountered the wonders…

To My Departed Friend

I couldn’t speak at your funeral. I could read Matt 11:25-28 for you — the passage you’d selected yourself, from which you drew deep courage and peace when the tempests mounted. But I couldn’t deliver a speech. I probably should have, but the memories of the past six months crowded out more gracious images. Those…