Jesus loves me: This I know-for the Bible tells me so. Little ones to him belong; they are weak, but he is strong. I’ve been in church my entire life- sometimes by choice and sometimes not. My father began preaching at 16 years of age and started pastoring at 25. He welcomed me, the first… Continue reading PASTORS’ KIDS ARE THE WORST!
“Max do you want a spanking?” his grandmother asked. “Yes, please.” He replied. “Go get the belt.” She said. “Why?” He asked. “Why do you think?” She replied. “For your waist?” He asked innocently. Max and Myles have never been spanked, or as we say in my family, “whooped.” They do not know the visceral… Continue reading WHY I REFUSE TO SPANK MY CHILDREN
“Maxwell, what do you want to be when you grow up?” “I want to be a chef, a doctor, and a firefighter.” I miss the days when the sky was the limit; days when I believed I could be anything I wanted to be. At various times during my childhood I wanted to be an… Continue reading HOW MUCH SHOULD WE SUPPORT OUR CHILDREN?
The doorbell rang. I quickly glanced in the mirror one final time before heading to the door. There he stood: tall, chocolate, and muscular! Okay not really…Michael Jordan was already taken. Instead he was an average height, thin (almost frail), and his face had a sweat induced sheen. Although this description is less than flattering,… Continue reading THE SECRET TO A SUCCESSFUL MARRIAGE
At approximately 12:30a.m., Christmas Eve, Kwabs and I finished wrapping the last of our gifts. He went to the basement to retrieve the stocking stuffers and I went upstairs to complete last minute chores. Suddenly a loud crash reverberated through the house. Kwabs and I screamed. We ran to the first floor of the house,… Continue reading LIFE GOES ON