It usually starts sometime around July 1st and gains in frequency and intensity the closer we get to football season. In truth, I think he would be happiest to engage year-round, but as younger brothers often do, his younger brother puts up an argument at every turn until around Thanksgiving, despite being a known music-lover in the family. [more]
With one son 13 years old, and another getting ready to graduate from HS, I think about how fast the time has gone. We recently attended a senior awards banquet for my oldest son’s fall athletic season, and parents were invited to submit photos for their senior from infancy through this year for the senior slide show. As I searched for appropriate photos, the years raced through my mind. [more]
It wasn’t shaping up to be the picture-perfect Christmas this year. And I was, well, trying to “hold it all together.” We were in the midst of another chemotherapy week, and as I had shared with a friend, I felt like a spider with eight arms and legs, trying to keep that many plates spinning between my husband’s medical care, my children’s school, extracurricular activities, and emotional needs, work, and ministry endeavors, and it was all I could do to not let any of the plates drop. [more]
Though we may feel invisible and all alone, we are not invisible to God. He sees us. He is with us. And, He promises to provide for all our needs.
In today’s Ask Dr. B, a reader asks how to help her father who is grieving during the first Christmas after his wife’s death.