Month: May 2020

Steve Cuss was a very young graduate of a Bible College.  His first call in ministry was to serve as a chaplain in a Level One trauma unit.  On his first night, he describes walking into this scene, in the Intensive Care waiting room:"There were more than a dozen family members, most of them screaming, … Continue reading When Someone’s Son Is Killed… →

  After he turned forty years old, Ray Kinsella decided to take up farming. He’s never done it before. But he, his wife and daughter move to Iowa, and buy a cornfield. One day, when he’s out in the cornfield by himself, he hears a voice: “If you build it, he will come…” Then, Ray sees … Continue reading Parenting in a Pandemic: Forward, Together? →

  My  two year old son calls him "Dark Gator", but to the rest of us he's "Darth Vader" - the baddest Sith Lord on the block; unforgiving commander of the Empire; Intergalactic HR officer who does not want to field your puny work complaint, thank you very much. He's also the voice in my … Continue reading Planting in a Pandemic, Part 4: *Darth Vader Voice* “I Find Your Lack of ‘Expertise’, Disturbing…” →

  We were not expecting it, but on Friday evening we got an amazing, grace-filled treat: Our daughter put on a (very short, impromptu) ballet recital in our Living Room. What made this so special, was our daughter's journey to that day: For more than a month before COVID-19, she wore a boot that immobilized … Continue reading Parenting in a Pandemic, Part 5: And Your Child Shall Lead You… →

Isn't it good that I - as a father and husband - would never, ever want to have as much control over my family, as my two year old son, Jack?  Obviously, I've left behind two-year-old-James' belief that his home environment should completely serve him. Waiting to hear my wife laugh out loud, as she … Continue reading Parenting in a Pandemic, Part 4: Control? →

Okay, it took a Pandemic for me to stop disliking the term "self-care".   I've distrusted "self-care" for at least a couple of reasons: First: I love the Apostle Paul.  Yes, he wasn't Jesus (Duh!), but he threw himself completely into the work God called him to do, and he was a church planter to boot!  … Continue reading Planting in a Pandemic, Part 3: “Self-Care”? →