Posts about Family

Adapt to Thrive Adapt to Thrive

Posted by Guest Blogger on February 21, 2019 in Faith, Family, Guest Blogger, Happiness, Wisdom

Life. It can throw you a curve ball. Okay, I know nothing about sports and probably should shy away from metaphors involving anything athletic, but you know what I mean. Just when you think you’ve got things figured out, BOOM! I am an adoptive parent of twin boys. We have recently been thrust into the […]

Know Your Value Know Your Value

Posted by Connie Armerding on February 7, 2019 in Connie Armerding, Contributing Author, Faith, Family, Forgiveness, Marriage, Unite, Build, Live

Inexplicably life has a way of revealing common threads from what seem to be completely unrelated events, seasons, and experiences. One such thread for me has just so happened to center around a household appliance. I know, odd. The story line spans over 15 years, but has come to represent a recurring testimony of the […]

Put Down the Candlestick Holder Put Down the Candlestick Holder

Posted by Guest Blogger on December 27, 2018 in Faith, Family, Guest Blogger, Unite, Build, Live

Now that I’ve finally realized I’ve been acting like a four-year-old, I’ve decided it is time to stop. I share this with you, in case you want to join me in stopping, too. To explain what I mean, let me fly you back in time to four-year-old me. My wardrobe is full of OshKosh B’gosh […]

Rejoicing in the Midst of Grief Rejoicing in the Midst of Grief

Posted by Guest Blogger on March 29, 2018 in Faith, Family, Hope

Grief has many faces. None of them are pretty. When you hear someone is “grieving,” you think of the loss of a loved one. For me, the most I’ve ever grieved was when I found out I couldn’t have children. I grieved the death of a dream. How do you reconcile a report like that […]

God's Love Compels Us to Love God’s Love Compels Us to Love

Posted by Connie Armerding on March 1, 2018 in Connie Armerding, Contributing Author, Faith, Family, Love

The last of all the car doors shut. The kids all rushed inside and although I typically follow suit, I waited. Leaning my head into the steering wheel, I sat there in the quiet. My voice broke the silence. It started as a scream and turned into a wail. In the confines of my locked […]