We're All Moons. Sometimes Our

In The Beginning, I Had Considered These Stops On My Journey As Interruptions - But I'm Coming To Understand That Perhaps These Detours Are My Journey.

Raising Or Caring For Children Requires Sacrifice And Service, Which, I Believe, Heals Us From The Destructive Forces Of Self-centeredness.

Joy Isn't The Natural Response To Blessings - Joy Is What Comes From Acknowledging Them.

So Much Of Young Adult Literature Has Turned Dark, Almost Pathological. It's Almost As If There Is A Race To See Who Can Be The Most Dysfunctional.

The Greatest Shackles We Bear In Thislife Are Those Forged By Our Own Fears