My husband, Robbie, and I were helping host a stepfamily event for our church’s surrounding area. One Sunday, a man in the congregation approached me. He said, “Why have a separate event for blended families? Why can’t they just be ‘family’?” His question...
My five-year-old son looked at me in defiance. Ben did not like his new stepdad ruining his life—watching his TV, making rules in his house. When I didn’t jump to appease my little boy’s angst, he roared, “You love him more than you love me!” My heart gasped. At...
My husband, Robbie, gathered his army supplies and kissed his mother goodbye. He didn’t know it was their last. While he fought in Iraq, she died from heart complications. A year later, ready to grieve, Robbie discovered his father’s house empty of her belongings. To...
According to a study by Barna Research Group, only 52 percent of born-again believers share their faith at least once within a year. The study didn’t include the reasoning. Perhaps people struggle the same way I do. It may be a result of the awkwardness of starting...
It was a sunny Fourth of July weekend. Red roses and navy ribbons were the ideal backdrop for my fiancé, Robbie, and me to join in matrimony. With Robbie in his dress blues and me in my white ball gown wedding dress, we looked like royalty. It was a day of...
