Manhood is What He Was Made For

Manhood is What He Was Made For

There’s something in a boy that is magically drawn to the concept of manhood. It’s in his DNA. Instinctively he knows that manhood is what he was made for. With shoulders back and muscles flexed, he embraces the challenge of becoming a man. He dreams of...

The Hazen Boys

Dedicated to my friends at Thornapple MOPS. :)I’ll never forget the Hazens. We knew their family when we had preschoolers and babies. They had big, burly boys, who absolutely loved my kids–especially our new baby, Cade. They would ask to hold him, and...

She Laughed at His Jokes

I noticed something about the couple sitting down the row from us in church last week. He kept whispering little things in her ear and she kept smiling. Their interaction was subtle, not distracting, but very sweet. Though she didn’t laugh out loud, it was clear that...

Consumers Gathering Around the Christmas Tree?

When Lindsay was five, I took her shopping and let her choose a Christmas gift for each family member. For Mamaw (my mom), she chose a figurine of a little girl. You can imagine how lovely it was, since it was from the Dollar Store.Mom, of course, gave Lindsay a big...

“Fine, then! I’ll trim them mySELF!”

It happened about seven years ago, and it’s never happened since: I picked up the hedge trimmer.I had been pestering Ken to trim the bushes before our guests were to arrive the next day, but ‘bushes’ weren’t at the top of his list. So I...

My Husband’s Job

As a young wife, I remember being at a barbecue with some of Ken’s friends from work and their wives. Whenever the men would start to ‘talk shop’, the women would roll their eyes and turn to begin their own conversation. They wanted to talk about...

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