To be a lifegiving parent you need the life of Christ within you. Many parenting books focus on technique or methods of discipline. By contrast, Clay and Sally Clarkson’s new book focuses on the kind of parent you need to be to pass on the life of God to our children — hence the title — The Lifegiving Parent.
I love Sally Clarkson’s writings. She always encourages me to love my family more intentionally, more patiently, more joyfully– and her newest book, The Lifegiving Table was no different.
Even before I was finished reading the introduction, I was reminded that no matter what my parenting views or methods, having a relationship with my children is one of the most important things that I can do. I see that now ever more clearly that most of my children are teens or close to teens.
I was drawn to the title of this book- Women Who Move Mountains: praying with confidence boldness and grace. Who doesn’t want to pray with more confidence and boldness? I know prayer is a key in my success as a wife and mother, so I am always glad for encouragement in that area.
My daughter loves to be read to. It’s one of her favorite things to do. That’s why I was delighted to come across the new children’s book, Your Magnificent Chooser by John Ortberg.
Your Magnificent Chooser is a beautiful book with delightful illustrations and rhyming text (it reminds me of Dr. Seuss).
We all desire excellence in our lives. After all, who wants to be just mediocre. But do we have a vision of what excellence looks like?
When you think of the word excellence, you might think of many things: an excellent student, an outstanding athlete, a successful businessman, or maybe even an amazing dinner or dessert.
But how does God define excellence?
The Periodic Table of the Elements- we all probably studied it in school. I remember trying to memorize the symbols for the elements. AU for gold, AG for silver, PB for lead and so on. Now these can be nice…
Recently there was one of those polls on Facebook that likes to ask senseless questions. You know the kind. The kind that asks you if you’d rather know how to play all the instruments in the world or know all the languages in the world. The ones that often remind me of my four boys who have an endless supply of perplexing questions they like to throw at my husband and me at the dinner table.