Tag: character

Can our kids hear God?

pic of talking donkey


There is the story in Numbers 22 where Balaam heard God speak to him through a donkey. He actually heard a voice with his ears.  He did not hear God with his heart, and he ended up causing a stumbling block to God’s people.

Most of us don’t hear God speak “out loud” to us, nor will our children. We must learn to hear God with our hearts, and we must train our kids to hear God with their hearts. How do we do that and what does it look like? (more…)

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A Man is Not a Man Until He is a Father

"Baby Landon's father, Marine LCPL Carpenter, made the ultimate sacrifice while serving with the 3/8 in Afghanistan earlier this year.. a month before his son was born." Used by permission/Inarastudios.com

This is not a biological statement. It is a character statement. Any dog can produce offspring. But dogs do not father their offspring; they could care less. Fathering means self-sacrifice.


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Does your kid lie?

Pinocchio's nose

John Medina, in his new book, Brain Rules for Baby, says that the research shows that four-year-olds lie about once every two hours and six-year olds once every ninety minutes. Some of these studies were done inside their homes, not in a clinic.

The Bible indicates that every man, woman, and child is prone to lie. (Only Jesus did not lie, but he did tell some whopping big truths!)

So what do we do about lying? (more…)

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Jumping Rope Without a Rope

Kids jumping rope without a rope


“By 1984, the California legislature had created an official self-esteem task force, believing that improving citizens’ self-esteem would do everything from lower dependence on welfare to decrease teen pregnancy. Such arguments turned self-esteem into an unstoppable train, particularly when it came to children. Anything potentially damaging to kids’ self-esteem was axed. Competitions were frowned upon. Soccer coaches stopped counting goals and handed out trophies to everyone. Teachers threw out their red pencils. Criticism was replaced with ubiquitous, even undeserved, praise. (There’s even a school district in Massachusetts that has kids in gym class ‘jumping rope’ without a rope–lest they suffer the embarrassment of tripping).” (more…)

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The Right Kind of Fear is a Good Thing

I cheated on a test . . . once. I am not proud of it. I did get caught. I am glad that I did . . . get caught, that is.

It was in math: dry and liquid measures, memorized. I thought it was too much.

After all, my head was full of baseball. Now if you had asked me to know the distance from pitcher’s mound to home plate, or first base to second base, or home plate to the fence, or how many homeruns Roger Maris hit the year before, or Mickey Mantle’s batting average, those things would have been different.

So I cheated. Having written down the measurements on an index card, I held it between my legs during the test. Talk about telegraphing a message to the teacher, I could have put up a neon sign and not been any more obvious. (more…)

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