Conquering the Shadows of Fear, Doubt, and Worry

Conquering the Shadows of Fear, Doubt, and Worry

I vividly remember standing beneath the wooden doorframe of my bedroom–terrified of the imagined evil lurking in the five inches of space beneath mattress and covers. I stood motionless…weighing the options. The risks? Certain punishment if I refused to quickly...

Down the Tubes or Secure in Christ?

“You did WHAT?” I asked my fifteen-year-old son.  Rushing into the restroom, I peered into the white bowl.  Shaking my head in disbelief, I sighed and turned to Seth.  “I’m sorry, honey.  PD Bear is gone.”  Connor had unceremoniously...