I like to wear jeans with holes in the knees to church. I also like to slip my sandals off, in a gesture of standing on hallowed ground, when I raise my hands in worship. Sometimes I feel compelled to kneel even when everyone is standing. God blessed us to be free in worship of the only wise king; to abandon our social binds like David when he danced in the street before the arc of the covenant.…
When I began homeschooling my boys, I was too confoundedly independent to join a charter school but too untested to…
When you fall in love for the first time, that first love is always going to be with you. You…
I tried a new homeschooling method this year by enrolling my kids in A Beka Academy; a distance learning program.…
Yesterday my boys and I celebrated Reverend King’s birthday. We talked about civil rights and God’s view on skin color.…
Those who will not work will not eat. I have been a staunch believer in teaching my sons to work.…
Homeschooling through Crisis: When to Throw in the Towel? For the past two years, homeschooling has become a ramshackle conglomeration…
