We don't want the deeper interactions we have to be like a game of "whack-a-mole", every time a kid comes up, conversation stops, we "whack" the apparent need, and move on. This is no way to have good meaningful dialogue with those we care about and love.
It was midnight. We had just passed through 4 states to get to our final destination.We had started our journey at noon and I was tired and ready for sleep.The kids were cranky and crying and very disobedient. It was... Continue Reading →
Self-discipline, I almost hate the word, not because I am against disciplining myself, but because it is just so hard. Any kind of discipline is not naturally welcomed, let alone enjoyed, however self-discipline seems like the most elusive and avoided... Continue Reading →
Preacher on the Run... 