Mothers of Missionaries Part 3: Can We Love Our Children Too Much?
When my first daughter, Sarah, was born, my love for her was so unexpectedly fierce that I felt like a tsunami of love had rushed my...
Nostalgia
In the twilight of nostalgia, my favorite memory is the magic. The fireflies were more plentiful then, lighting up the evening dusk with...
Do I Love You Enough?
People don’t like love, they like the flittery flirty feeling. They don’t love love. Love is sacrificial, love is ferocious, it’s not...