My children became aware of the trauma of tragedy as babies when their father died in a car accident. It especially impacted my son who was two years old at the time. He watched as his mother turned into a slave of grief filled with extreme emotion and stress-infused...
My first husband was killed instantly in a head-on collision, leaving me with a two-year-old son and a three-month-old nursing baby girl. I was devastated. We were madly in love when it happened and living on top of the world. He had just started his dream job,...
Recent school and church shootings have people saying things like, “It’s strange to think these people thought they were going to have a normal school or church day. Innocent people moving along with their lives as usual. Now, it’s over for them. Why would God allow...
The first time I read through the entire Bible, I was about 15 years old. I had heard several competing spiritual points of view, and I was confused. Which was right? That’s when I decided the only way to know for sure was to read the Bible myself. I couldn’t take my...
My family and I were listening to Christmas music in the car when these lyrics caught the attention of my 6-year-old son: He sees you when you’re sleeping. He knows when you’re awake. He knows if you’ve been bad or good, so be good for goodness’ sake. “Mom,” he said...
