Today, the New York Post featured a surprising headline. “Biden administration weighs nationwide ban on gas stoves:  report.” That’s what it said. And from a curly-headed, caffeinated mother in the

It came in a moment of supreme frustration. “You make it look like your life is a bed of roses!” For some weeks now, these words have played on and

The weekly cleaning is in full swing. I’m in fine fettle, swishing here, swooshing there; the dust is flying. Returning from the basement on a mission, I crest the top

In seasons of disappointment, we have a choice. We can become demoralized, dis-couraged, and depressed. When despair is all that the heart can see, it’s so easy to give way

Recently, I’ve been trying something new. Any woman who’s been hurt by a man or objectified by a man will be tempted to believe something insidious. That would be a

I cast my vote today. In a country church surrounded by cornfields, the line stretched long. Waiting my turn, I watched, quiet, thinking, listening. Around me, good-hearted citizens were volunteering,

By the time this column goes to print, that annual festival of the pigskin known as the Super Bowl will have concluded. Every year, millions of us gather in living

I’m sharing this video again today by reader request. I am passionate about this topic because of my own healing journey. Trauma is like a medical condition. Until you know

I’m writing today to set to rest a fear that many Christians seem to have; that being, “I’m scared I’m going to miss what God has planned for my life.”

It came to me on the heels of a big mistake. For months, I’d suffered from brain fog, my short-term memory just shot to the hot place. “But I told