When I Look at My Kids – Part 4 (Prayer and Challenges)

As I write this, my youngest child will be twenty-two tomorrow.  It’s hard to believe, I remember when she was three years old and for the first time used a big girl word in a sentence. A couple of months ago, she gave birth to her son Jackson.  He was born 8 weeks premature by c-section…

When I Look at My Kids – Part 3 (God is Good?)

If you have ever been to an evangelical church, you have probably heard the following phrase belted out at some random time.  Usually, it happens when the pastor is strolling up to the stage.   On those occasions, you might hear this little back-and-forth exchange in churches all over the world.       Pastor:  “God…

When I Look at My Kids – Part 2 (Original Good and God as Parent)

In the previous blog, I started to talk about the fact that taking the Bible too literally could lead to problems in our interpretation.  I explained that examining how I feel about my children helps me understand how God must feel about His children.  I am certainly not God and I don’t tell Him how…

When I Look at My Kids – Part 1 (God’s Disposition Toward Us)

As a young adult, I dreamed about all the things I would teach my children.  I vaguely remember preparing so that I could answer their questions and tell them that thing would make them look at me with wonder and amazement.  I thought, “all they have to say is ‘thanks dad, you’re the smartest dad…

As For Me and My House?

by Laura Forehand The 4th of July.  America’s birthday.  All my life I have been taught to respect this country in which I live.  I don’t think there is anything wrong with that… necessarily. Yesterday, as I was perusing through my Facebook feed, I happened upon the above saying.  My heart immediately sank. It sank…

The Broken and the Beautiful

by Laura Forehand I think we can all agree that if you believe in God, you also believe He is a pretty big deal. Truly. I mean all you really have to do is go to church on any given Sunday or open a bible to one of the many stories of the miraculous things…

Poem – It Wasn’t God, It Was Me

When I was a kid, I used to burn ants with a magnifying glass.  Actually, it was my glasses, but the effect was the same.  Later, as a teenager, I would shoot sparrows out of the tree next to the church with my friend Jeff and his pellet gun.  It was fun to me and…

Finding My Vision

Vision has always been an issue for me.  For as long as I can remember, I have had strong glasses and “issues” with my physical sight.  My parents first had me tested when I was sitting inches away from the television.  I remember wearing prisms on my glasses because I had a “lazy” eye; but…

In Search of My Father

by Laura Forehand I must admit, since seeing the trailer for “A Wrinkle in Time”, I have wanted to go see it.  I really don’t know why.  I never read the book. Maybe it was all the special effects and beautiful lights I saw in the trailer.  Maybe it had something to do with time…

Finding My Acceptance

I have always loved the Sermon on the Mount. At the urging of a friend, I slowed down and bit…this is what I found in the first Beatitude….