It comes in whispers. What few want to say. I’ve heard from some of the victims. Some of those who leave public schools for private ones because they asked for help, but no one would act.
Maybe they are Christians or maybe they have no faith at all. But they seek asylum in what they hope is a safe place. Where they can be safe from their tormentors.
Some were bullied.
One was sexually assaulted. But administrators didn’t want to call the police. They didn’t want a scandal.
Because if no one hears about bullying and crime in our schools, no one will realize it is real. And it is where our kids are. Continue reading “Reality vs. Perception of Safe Schools”
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget! Kipling
Today is a day for remembering,
Heroes who fought wars for us,
And didn’t come home.
Wives, sisters, and mothers,
Fathers and brothers,
Continue reading “Remembering War's Cost”
“So I tell you, her many sins have been forgiven; hence, she has shown great love.” Luke 7: 47
I knew something was wrong as I pulled over to pick my son up after school. He stood on the sidewalk of his elementary school and had a look of fear in his eyes.
He had gotten in trouble. He and some other boys were fooling around in the bathroom.
Noise and water. A scolding from the principal. Detention.
He was drowning in guilt and fear, anticipating my reaction. Continue reading “To Rescue the Drowning with Grace”
One of my granddaughters got in the car after the half-day of school. I asked how the morning had gone.
“We had the puberty lesson, today.” She lifted a plastic bag containing the “kit” she received for me to see. It was a bit scary but exciting too.
She stands on the threshold of a new chapter in life. Not in the experience yet–but knowing about the experience. A page has turned in its time. Turning the pages from youth to adulthood can be hard to get right. Turn too fast or turn the wrong way, and you can rip a page. You can get hurt.
To everything there is a season. Continue reading “Staying Young Long Enough”
“We are going to need America’s children to rise to their best in the years to come, because a nation of adult-children cannot be a nation of self-governing people.
“A plea for self-discipline and self-control is the one and only dignified alternative to discipline and control from without. For in this broken world of lawless souls, there will be control; there will be government. Order-seeking and security-seeking people, as well as those in search of power for their own purposes, will invariably seek to hold back the chaos of the world. The question is whether people will control themselves or submit to the control of others.” Ben Sasse
When I was a college student in my thirties, I found a couple simple ways for dealing with stress. And not to brag, but my stress was significant.
I had a part-time job as a bank teller, and yes, that’s a stressful job. I was a single mother dealing with the aftermath of an antagonistic divorce, a leaky roof, and a car that somehow seemed invisible to other drivers who would periodically hit it with their cars.
Stress-relief 101 included a more than once a week walk through the grocery store. These trips were not the weekly restocking of my larder, in which my five children typically participated thereby generally ensuring the opposite of stress relief. My solo store visits were brief times at the end of classes. They included listening to benign music and unwinding while making a few small purchases mostly involving comfort foods. Continue reading “The Vanishing American Adult”
When they were little, it was picnics with a tennis ball and whiffle ball bat.
This weekend, it’s meatball sandwiches at my daughter’s house.
Family, memories, hope, love.
So blessed and thankful. Continue reading “Mother's Day”
Work is not primarily a thing one does to live, but the thing one lives to do. It is, or should be, the full expression of the worker’s faculties, the thing in which he finds spiritual, mental, and bodily satisfaction, and the medium in which he offers himself to God. Dorothy Sayers
He was not a student I expected to see years later sitting across the desk in my university adjunct office. When I was a brand new teacher, he, like many middle school boys, had not been a highly motivated student.
Back then, I held little hope that he might simply fulfill his potential.
But here he sat.
So he told me his story. Continue reading “A Boatload of Hope”
“[Pagan] critics argued that Rome fell after it embraced Christianity and lost the protection of the gods. Augustine argued that the pagan critics were defining goodness on the basis of the satisfaction of their own desires, rather than the true definition which sees that the ultimate good is found in God alone.” Justin Taylor
It was the ultimate post-mortem, the Monday morning dissection of a lost civilization.
The unthinkable had happened. Rome had fallen. And the blame could only lie at the feet of one entity–either the old civilization of Rome–or the new civilization of the Church.
Augustine was an eye-witness to Rome’s fall. He wrote to answer the question we so often ask of God when bad things happen: Why? His answer presented two distinct cities–pagan Rome and Christian Rome–two cities intertwined since the first century, no matter which one held power. Continue reading “The City of the Church”
“Silence allows man to place himself joyfully at God’s disposal. It enables him to overcome the arrogant attitude that would claim that God is at the disposal of his children.” (Sarah 121 )
The battle is ongoing and almost universal.
We live noisy lives. And most of us don’t know how to find quiet contemplation–or even why we should try.
We dwell with noise all around us–and more importantly without internal silence.
The kind of silence that lets us connect to God. Continue reading “The Battle Against Noise”
It’s the unusual messages of life that we remember. The typical ones we hear and forget. But an unusual message gives new insight. Our thinking moves in a new direction.
To pick up your cross is to pick up the instrument of your own death.
That was the unusual message I received at Johnson University Commencement on Saturday. Dr. Kenneth L. Mahanes’s topic was “Safety Last”–another unusual way of saying, “Follow God wherever He leads, even into the face of danger. Continue reading “A New Way”