The words of King Lemuel. An oracle that his mother taught him: What are you doing, my son? What are you doing, son of my womb? What are you doing, son of my vows? It is not for kings, O Lemuel, it is not for kings to drink wine, or for rulers to take strong drink… Proverbs 31:1-2, 4 Preparing Royal Palates Is there…
We hit a new low. We’ve had bad weeks in our house before, but this week’s behavior borders on criminal. Still, there’s a reason this blog is called JoyfullyPressingOn. My times are in his hands; every jaw-dropping event in his providence. To protect the guilty one I love, I won’t share details. But trust me,…
I don’t know which was the bigger miracle—my question or his answer. Miracles Never Cease The first title of this post was “Miracles Never Cease: How The Phone Stayed Home.” It was an amazing, soaring short story about how a son who so loved his phone willingly agreed to leave it at home for a…
We didn’t know what discountenanced really meant until Bilbo started his smuggle in Smaug’s lair and Gabe bawled, I’m not listening. Then he plugged his ears and shouted, I can’t hear you. But he could. We can’t hear, Bud. If you don’t obey and quiet down, you will be punished. He did not and he…