Without a partner, the world feels much more threatening. That’s why I love to read about the relationship God initiates with a young woman named Hagar.
The repetitions that seem boring to us are a gift to our children.
A Christian mother’s suffering is an overwhelmingly painful part of her story, but it’s not all of her story. And it certainly doesn’t define her.
Both working moms and at-home moms can glorify God. But how can a particular woman know what honors God in her particular situation?
I’ve grown to hate Halloween. But here’s why I’m not giving up on it yet.