Say goodbye to the baby blanket with St. Luke (plus orange ricotta cookies)
It’s hard for children to let go of baby blankets. It’s even harder for us adults to let go of security addictions or habits and leap fully into the hands of God.
It’s hard for children to let go of baby blankets. It’s even harder for us adults to let go of security addictions or habits and leap fully into the hands of God.
I have my own criteria for selecting a seat in church. But giving my children the freedom to pick where they want to sit has helped me see my limitations.
How wonderful to hear my daughter comb through her day, picking out the moments she wanted to share with me, before God.
Classic children’s books may not be overtly religious, but so many of them are deeply profound.
As we sit on the floor and color a Bible illustration together, I can ask him some questions about that Bible story.
When the first day of school arrives, we celebrate like it’s a party.
Two simple prayers: “Help me, help me, help me.” and “Thank you, thank you, thank you.” have sustained my parenting.
Praying together was one of the ways my parents taught us what it meant to be family. Those childhood prayer practices still shape my life today.
As parents and caregivers, our children are our guests as they learn to find their way through life.
“That’s when he died, right?” My four year old daughter was intently studying the picture in her children’s Bible. Jesus