Raising Jake

I can’t help but share what happened today in the car because you really can’t get a clear understanding of what it is like to raise a fourteen year old boy in a house full of girls unless you are right smack dab in the middle of it. I mean, even the books on raising boys don’t prepare you for all the farts, wrestling and just plain madness one  will encounter with boys in the house.

It started innocently enough. I had picked up my Alex from school and then Jake. We were headed to pick up Brooke (yes… three different schools because life is just not crazy enough) when I pulled out Alex’s spelling list.

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To my Christian friends (Divorced: Part 4)

To my Christian friends,

I have been thinking lately about what I want to say and how it can be put in a way that you can hear me, that you can hear my heart.

First, let me say that I know you mean well. I truly do. I know most of you don’t intentionally say things that are hurtful or biting. Your intent is not to cause more pain… but often it does. You walk away thinking that you spoke God’s truth, but in reality, it may have been a sprinkling of salt on an open wound. Continue reading