A Bad Parent
by I’m a bad parent. No, my kids have never told me that. They’ve been respectful of my strange (some may prefer “archaic”) ways. Maybe it’s …
Author: Ben Hammond
Que Sera, Sera
I have no recollection of the year 1956. I wasn’t around. As a matter of fact, in 1956, my parents were still kids. However, many …
Why I Don’t Argue for Traditional Marriage
Click here to view this article on video. I don’t argue for traditional marriage. Depending on your opinion of the recent Supreme Court ruling, you …
Don’t Get Caught Stealing Candy
Busted! My wife sheepishly peered past my outstretched finger, letting her eyes settle on my accusatory expression. She was trapped. A few minutes earlier, I …
Are You Talking to Me?
Well, it happened again. I recently found myself browsing through the lawn and garden section at a department store. As I examined the large selection …
Led Astray by a Misinformed GPS
Mandy came into our lives a little over seven years ago. She has been our faithful companion on many long drives, successfully guiding our “familymobile” …
Finding Commonality with Obsolete Technology
My wife and I love to go to garage sales. One never knows what treasures are waiting to be discovered. Last summer, for example, I …
Postmodern Truth and the Stand of the Church on Morality
The following is the abstract for a paper I wrote for one of my DMin classes at Grace Theological Seminary. I think it is a …
A Message for the Shepherds
As any dad can attest, some of the greatest moments of my life were at the birth of my children. On four separate occasions I …
Blurry Lines (Houston, we have a problem)
When I visit the eye doctor, I am always a little nervous. I know that I am destined for failure. I am convinced that I …