After Your Teen’s Missions Trip

My daughter (on the right) went on a missions trip with her youth group to Costa Rica. She got home last Tuesday, at about 11:30 p.m. That same night, my sister was flying in from Colorado an hour later, so our family stayed at the airport and huddled around a table...

Then, my phone rang again.

It was a rainy Saturday afternoon. I told my room mates to go on to lunch; I wasn’t hungry. Really, I wanted to be alone when I made a certain phone call. I dialed the number, heard the familiar voice. Then in a matter of moments, I severed a relationship that...

I submit.

For a moment, let’s set aside submission in marriage. Think of submission in terms of submitting your plans to a decision-maker. As a writer, when I submit my work to an editor, I willingly give up the right to decide. Maybe my work will be published. Maybe it...

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