Here’s to the Niche Hobbyists
While I still feel it would be far better for our society if reading weren’t a niche hobby, but a widespread habit—a necessity—I am glad to serve the niche hobbyists. And I am glad to be one of them.
While I still feel it would be far better for our society if reading weren’t a niche hobby, but a widespread habit—a necessity—I am glad to serve the niche hobbyists. And I am glad to be one of them.
I don’t want to be looking over at every screaming train whistle. Not all of them need my attention.
A student with a healthy imagination, who looks at the world around him with awe and wonder and joy will naturally become creative, thoughtful, and hard working.
Hopefully, as our children grow, they’ll learn from our model and begin to bear the curse by sacrificing their own energy, time, or preferences for their sibling or friend.Â
To be filled with wonder, we must first be humble creatures who believe it worth our time to bend low to examine this world, to get into the grit of it, and see it for what it truly is
My children look at the things God has made, and the echo reverberates through their minds, making connections and painting pictures of the truths the Creator intended for them to discover like treasure.
When we see news of a miraculous conception come to a young woman in Galilee, we can imagine a crumbling stronghold. Evil’s end is sure.
…spring has arrived, and with it, a special level of frantic activity. Here are three things to remember as you usher in the spring with your kids.
We’ve been cheering you on to enjoy Middle Grade books all month long, but we wanted to get in on the fun.
They’re comfort when kids are sad, encouragement when they are afraid, and emboldening when they are cowed by the real challenges the world presents. And, they’re often an opportunity to enter into a story shared with siblings and families.Â
I believe that one of the sadder things that you could say of someone is that they have lost their history. Almost as bad would be to say that they have lost their legends, for without these, we find ourselves cast adrift in a sea of influences that tug at us as we wallow helplessly…
I had a conversation with a friend recently about her little boys. One of them is in the stage where he has imaginary friends; at present, he has three of them, with nonsensical names she doesn’t understand. Mom is doing a great job respecting the stage he’s in. She allows this kind of creative play…