Nine years ago today, we flew home from China with our new baby boy and introduced him to his big brother.

Although this year won’t start like others, the return to school still offers teachers and students alike the opportunity to be our best selves.

The very first leaves are starting to drift off the trees. But I am really sorry to see summer end—and not just because school is starting again.

The church is in a unique position to offer forums for frank discussions of race and where we go from here.

I’m trying to bring a positive attitude to online schooling this fall.

A million comments and tweets appear every second seeking attention, a kindred spirit, a witness. Each communique from the keyboard of users worldwide is one more shout into the abyss waiting for an echo of acknowledgment.

The birds are taking such meticulous care of their eggs, and then the next thing we know the egg is broken on the cage floor.

I have been teaching English for 14 years and can share with you a few tips that can help your child stop procrastinating and start celebrating the start of the school year.

I want to hold onto summer for as long as I can, but I can feel it slipping through my fingers. So, I’ve been making strawberry muffins.

Jesus came to tell us that love, not violence, is the answer. For his efforts, he was crucified by the people of his day. Violence if often our reaction. But violence is never the answer. Love really is the only answer.