By Grace Alone

Sometimes people comment on how my writing feels real to them, and to me there is no greater compliment. I haven't always been that way...

Sometimes I wonder if God puts situations in front of us for entertainment value—His, not ours. Or maybe my jokester brother is up there i...

I have an aversion to numbers, a problem I discovered when in my high school algebra class. Even though I understood geometry quite a bit b...

This morning as I was getting out of bed, I was thinking about how to spend my spa gift card that my mother-in-law and father-in-law ga...

Last night my family went to the movies. Now, in interest of full disclosure, I'll let you know that I had planned to go with just my d...

Yesterday I wrote about how I made the mistake of using a disciplinary system that was inappropriate for my kids and how learning to love...

Back when we first brought Tadesse and Biruk home, we struggled so much to communicate. Behaviors that were acceptable in Ethiopia were not...

When I was a kid, probably more specifically a teenager, I remember my mom constantly reminding me to smile. It drove me nuts. Why smile w...

When preparing for Tadesse and Biruk to come home from Ethiopia, one of tasks I really enjoyed was purchasing the shoes, clothing, bedding...

Our house is chaotic. While there's a TV blaring in one room, there's an argument going on in the next, and someone's listening...