The man at the park glared at me, his expression communicating judgement. What kind of parent are you? Do something about your son’s behavior. Bending low to speak with his granddaughter face to face, he said, “You’re a good girl. You never behave like that little boy.” Tempted to shout something in my preschooler’s defense, […]
Strangely warped containers and melted relics of what had been lay bent and twisted among cinder blocks stained by purple tongues of angry fire. Only the brick fireplace stood tall and unchanged, a lonely reminder of what had transpired there. Like the remains of the...
It’s the American dream; a core belief inscribed in looping ink upon the face of theĀ constitution and passed from one to generation to the next. We are “endowed by [our] Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the...
It is the terror that if our dark soul is discovered, we will never be enjoyed, nor desired, nor pursued by anyone. (Dan Allender) Shame is that inner tormentor that whispers lies and accusations. It is the silent, insidious voice of self-contempt for one’s own...