I Received a Black Eye – and I’m Proud of It


(This post first appeared at Theological Matters)

Recently, I came to work with a periorbital hematoma, also known as a black eye. Everyone wanted to know what happened—did I run into a door, was I mugged, etc. I do not have an elaborate or heroic story explaining the black eye that would permit me to state, “You should see the other guy.” No, the story is much more straightforward. Simply stated, my 7-year-old son gave me a black eye … and I am proud of it. Continue reading

Parental Authority: Embrace or Abdicate?


FoxNews reported that 15-year-olds can obtain state-subsidized sex change operations without parental consent. That’s right – Johnny can leave home for school one morning and come back that evening as Jenny without parental notification. As disturbing as this is, the paramount issue is not about what the Oregon Health Authority will or will not permit nor is it an issue about gender dysphoria. The real issue is one of parental authority. Continue reading

Forging a Sword: Scripture Memorization


Deuteronomy 6:4-9, Ephesians 6:4, Psalm 78:1-8, and many other Scripture references make it clear that God expects us to teach our children about Him by teaching them His Word. We need to teach our children the spiritual discipline of Scripture memory. Scripture is the only offensive weapon we have in the spiritual battle – the sword of the Spirit (Ephesians 6:17). Scripture is the sword Jesus used to parry the temptations of Satan in the desert (Matthew 4:1-11). Moreover, Psalm 119:11 attests that memorizing Scripture helps keep one from sin.

My wife and I have memorized Scripture with our children various ways, including: Continue reading

Lego Daddy


Recently my oldest son approached me to share his latest Lego creation – me (photo above). “Look Dad,” he joyfully stated, “I made you!” He had assembled various Lego-people body parts to make a new character. The resemblance was reasonable: I wear a suit or sport jacket for work and a hat when the temperature is less than 40°F since I am bald, I have a goatee, and, well, we won’t say anything about me having a round head. I enjoyed my son’s creativity, but the Lego-me also points to an important lesson for any dad: my son is watching me, attempting to mimic me. What a responsibility God has given me as a father! Continue reading