A Letter to my Dad
Hey, Daddy. Just checking in. How’s the customer service up in Heaven? I heard they have a great buffet. The cruise director happens to be an old friend.
Family
When Love Becomes Control: Breaking the Cycle of the Devouring Mother
We are seeing a cultural epidemic of over-controlling parenting, especially among well-meaning mothers who want the best for their children but unintentionally smother their independence and identity.
A Simple Exercise
Simply close your eyes and think of your favorite thing in the whole world besides queso dip. Okay. Got it? Now you’re going to have to open your eyes again because these paragraphs aren’t going to read themselves.
Stealing Your Liberty at the State Level
New Hampshire is just one example where leftists are striving to steal your liberty though the vague expansion of so-called “child endangerment” legislation.
From Magic Kingdom to Message Kingdom: How Disney’s Narrative Shift Redefined Masculinity and Marriage
Disney’s post-2013 films reflect a culture in transition—one increasingly skeptical of tradition, gender roles, and long-standing moral frameworks.
Even in Liberal Areas, the Trump Effect Is Doing Good Things
Once a ‘transgender’ person reaches legal adulthood, if he wants to undergo such procedures, that’s his business. But leave the kids alone.
The Sin of Nihilism: A Call to Reverse Our Nation’s Decline
Fellow Americans, we stand at the precipice of moral and spiritual decay, a fate worse than any foreign tyrant or invading army.
Mourning Glory
A niece’s loving tribute to her Great Uncle, killed in France in 1918 during the Great War.
Duty, Honor, Country… Why Family Matters Most
Family, is different than military service, no matter how honorable. A nation may thank you for your service, but it won’t sit beside your hospital bed when you’re broken.
Marriage & Family — Doing Life Right
In my work as a Christian newspaper publisher, radio commentator at TV host, I often have people contact me requesting prayer and counseling. Most all who come for prayer and counsel are Christians.
An Old Easter Story
When we were growing up, my brother and I never got Easter baskets. Easter meant going to church and getting new Easter clothes. Our parents (actually, we just blame Mom–sorry, Mom) wanted to instill in us that Easter was not about rabbits or chocolate eggs, but rather about the resurrection of Jesus.
You Weren’t Made to Be Happy: The Call to a Higher Life
The modern obsession with happiness—comfort, entertainment, ease—is not only misguided, it’s harmful. It’s a form of “infantile hedonism”: a worldview more suitable for children than for adults who wish to live meaningful lives.
Planned Barrenhood
Planned Parenthood’s name is a canard. It has nothing to do with parenthood; rather they are anti-parenthood being the largest abortion mill this side of Communist China.
Confessions of a Morning Person
As a boy, I’d awake to find my mother already in the living room, snuggled beneath a lamp, where she’d been reading for hours. The cat in her lap would just stare at me with moral disapproval.
The Trump Children: A Tale of Good Parenting vs. Corrupt Political Dynasties—and Why Barron Trump Will Eclipse Elon Musk
The Trump family stands as a stark contrast to the stereotype of wealthy political dynasties that have long plagued America’s elite circles—families accused of leveraging their positions to siphon taxpayer money rather than earning their fortunes through ingenuity and grit
Evermore, Baltimore
I have always wanted to see the Chesapeake. My whole life, actually.
It all started because my dad was a reader. He read books obsessively. You’d see him sitting in his chair, poking through some thick volume.
Morgan the Magnificent
The young woman sits in my truck passenger seat. She is 19. Her hair is red. Scottish red. Luminously red. People always comment on her hair first.
Help, My Family is Stressing Me Out
I have here a letter from 19-year-old Erin, who lives in Bristol, Virginia.
“Dear Sean,” she begins, “I want to be happy, but I’m not…
“My family is stressing me out, big-time. Especially my mom.
Playing Cards with Little Sister
My sister and I sit cross-legged on the front porch, playing cards. I am losing. Not that this matters.
We are really into the game right now, slapping cards on the porch floor.
The Elephant and the Ants
Once upon a time there were three little ants. The ants had an unusual home. They lived atop an elephant. Long ago the ants’ mother had reasoned that an elephant would be a wise place to lay eggs to keep them from danger.