Rare Faith Blog

Some time ago, my eleven-year-old daughter came home from orchestra practice feeling absolutely crushed. She had been the first to arrive, and as the other students trickled in, not one chose to sit b...

I was visiting my in-laws one evening when I saw this post on my newsfeed. It was from my 18-year-old son. He said:

"I just walked past my parent's room and heard my 4 year old sister Sarah crying....

Many summers ago on a family trip, we decided to throw together a few free presentations along the way. I had a blast doing them—probably because I’d deliberately left my suits at home, tossed my hair...

“… so far I haven’t yelled at the kids, cussed, thrown anything in anger, overeaten, overspent, or overlooked my responsibilities… But…...

Back when all my kids still lived at home:
Journal Entry, 2008

Tonight was our weekly family night—an evening dedicated to spending intentional time together, building relationships through shared ac...

Depression had gripped me throughout my second pregnancy. I was thrilled to be expecting another baby, but the hormones made it difficult for me to feel the happiness.

When the time came, labor was l...

"Leaning into" your problem is less painful than pretending it doesn't exist.

One afternoon, as I was playing with my kids, my sweet little two-year-old stepped on my hair.

The moment I felt the pai...

You may or may not know this, but we now have FOUR children either in college, or heading to college soon, so how to pay for it is always in the forefront of our minds. We are teaching our kids to mak...

Lesson learned from a mishap in the laundry room. Sometimes we live in violation of the principles without knowing it. It’s better...

After my 3 year-old daughter Bethany was discovered face down in our pool, I learned something that helped me see my failures in a wh...