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.
Family
The People Who Drive Us
My Uber driver is in her mid-30s, and she is friendly. She is driving us to our hotel, and we are stuck in gridlock traffic.
There is a network of tattoos adorning her limbs. As she drives, I notice a thumbprint tattoo on her neck. I ask about this tattoo.
The Progressive Transformation of the Democrat Party, 1956–2024 Robert Conquest’s Second Law was the mechanism
Robert Conquest’s Second Law of Politics states: “Any organization not explicitly right-wing sooner or later becomes left-wing.” The corollary logic is that progressive activists, being more ideologically motivated than moderates, systematically infiltrate, outlast, and eventually dominate institutions — whether universities, media organizations, NGOs, professional associations, or political parties.
Crime Fills the Streets Of America
At the heart of this crisis lies the disintegration of the family. In God’s grand design, the family has been the primary institution for teaching right from wrong, instilling discipline, and modeling love and respect.
Sean Dietrich: How to Save This Country
The way to save this country is to eat together. We don’t eat together anymore. We don’t eat supper at the same table. When did that stop?
God’s Plan and Monogamy by Patrick S. Baker
Polygamy, in Scripture, is recorded, regulated, and relentlessly shown to be spiritually and socially destructive.
The Woman Outside the Store
“My daughter’s inside shopping,” the old woman tells me. “You’d better not talk to me. Whenever my daughter sees me talking to strangers, she always says ‘Mama, quit bothering the man!’”
The Little Girl and the Gardener
The following is a true story. The little girl was walking with her mother. They were taking a stroll through the hospital garden, bathed in the dappled sunlight of early afternoon, looking at all the flowers in bloom.
“Tell Them,” She Said
She was 94. She came through the meet-and-greet line after my one-man shipwreck. She waited her turn patiently, while I ran my mouth, signed books, and kissed babies.
The Eternal Small Town
A small town. The kind of beautiful American hamlet where all that’s missing is the Norman Rockwell signature. There was a party happening on Main Street. Lots of people.
The 12 Days of Resilience with COL Nick Rowe: Day 8
Nobody understood how to navigate the endless battle to control what and how we think better than COL James N. “Nick” Rowe, who spent five years as a prisoner of the Viet Cong.
The 12 Days of Resilience with COL Nick Rowe: Day 2
Day 2: Skills and The Code So many myths surround the origins and meanings behind “The Twelve Days of Christmas.” It’s challenging to trace the birth and intended message in any older song, especially one that dates to 1780. You can conduct your own research, but I’m seeing more reference to the carol being French …
The 12 Days of Resilience with COL Nick Rowe: Day 1
What I could use is in this 5th Generation War is 12 psychological gifts from the king of resilience, COL James N. “Nick” Rowe, U.S. Army Green Beret and survivor of five years as a Viet Cong prisoner of war in the swampy U Minh Forest of southernmost Vietnam.
Dispatches Del Camino (#26)
I bought this hat in my dad’s hometown, many years ago. It has always been my favorite hat. For years, it’s been my constant reminder of his beautiful and tragic life. Today, after walking 336 miles on the Camino de Santiago, I left it at the foot of a very big cross.
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.
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.
Me Braiding Hair
I shouldn’t be braiding hair. But there I was. Giving it my best shot. We were in a hotel lobby. The 19-year-old sat with her back facing me. Her violent red hair in my hands.
Happy Anniversary
I remember the day we got married. I was a bundle of nerves. I didn’t know what to do with myself. So I just drove around town in my car.