Navigating Darkness: The Power of Hope and Love

Fishing boat with one person on choppy water beneath sunlit storm clouds

Out of the Depths

Sometimes situations make no earthly sense,
The pain is sharp and the darkness dense.
We climb deeper into our hole of despair
And can barely grasp for any air.

Looking at the wind and the waves, we sink
Our hope, faith, and trust are on the brink
Of slipping into the depths of the stormy sea.
In desperation, we cry to be set free.

It is then that Hope reaches down His hand,
Encouraging us to take our final stand.
Looking up into Love's tender eyes,
We find the strength and courage to rise.

Cherishing Memories: A Tribute to Dad

Countryside valley shown across spring, summer, autumn, and winter

Seasons of the Soul

Warm days fill us with delight
As dawn breaks into the light.
Colorful flowers bloom and grow
As the cool breezes blow.

Sunshine and rainbows fill our days
Breaking through the darkened haze.
We laugh and play the whole time wrong
Wasting our time singing our deceitful song.

But soon leaves will descend
As we begin another end.
The withering will pass away
For the colors to turn to grey. 

Cold, harsh reality comes to haunt
And death and evil start to taunt.
We cry and toil the whole time wrong
Having wasted our life-long song.

But hope lives in the seasons of regret
Giving us a chance to repent of wrong, yet.
Turn our hearts away from grey madness
From mourning to colorful gladness.

Today is my mother’s 85th birthday. My dad has cancer for the second time. My sister told us today has been difficult. My dad talks about his potential demise and his concern for his wife. It saddens me to think about it. Life is fragile, but we cling to hope, not false hope but real hope in a living Savior who lived and died to conquer death.

I think back on fun days growing up, of camping trips, climbing mountains, riding sleds down dunes, and fishing. My dad was the initiator of those fun times, those wonderful memories. Those memories bring both joy and sadness: joy remembering the fun, sadness knowing the one who gave them to me may be taken away.

I think of the cold, harsh reality that my dad one day will die, but then I remember that death is defeated. We will live again in the resurrection. So I hold out in hope.

My dad will turn 85 in November. He has lived a long and happy life for the most part. He has 5 children and 8 grandkids. I know he’s proud of every one of them, and we have him to thank for who we are.

Should my dad die, he wants us to celebrate his life, and we will do so.

I wrote this many years ago and will read it someday at his funeral.

My Dad

As I look back over the years,
And remember the joy and tears,
There is one steady, stable factor I see:
A man to lead and guide me,

A man who was always there,
A man who had real love and care,
A man who made us a close family,
A man who taught values and integrity,

A man who sacrificed his time,
A man who was firm, yet gentle and kind,
A man who saw us through good and bad,
A man whom I'm proud to call my dad.

I’m 60 years old and I’m still very much proud of my dad and I hope to be as great a dad to my kids as he was to me. My kids will be his legacy.

The Lies We Want to Believe: Are We Willing to Be Wrong?

Man choosing between comforting lies and uncomfortable truth, illustrating Christian self-examination, faith, and the freedom of truth.

Lies I Believe

I'm tired of being told lies I want to hear!
Truth is painful when it slaps me in the face.
It convicts me of wrongs I held so dear.
It reveals shame I now seek to erase.
Let me remain in darkness, blind to what is true.
In darkness I can hide from who I am.
Let me remain the same; don't make me new.
I refuse to look inside and question where I stand.
I'm safe within my deceit and lies.
No need to change or repent.
Let me do right in my own eyes.
I need nothing to lament.
I'm tired of being told lies I want to hear!
But keep telling them to me.
I do not wish to change what I hold dear.
Keep me in chains; I do not wish to be free.

This is a hard truth: we are comfortable in our beliefs.

Sometimes we’re so comfortable that when those beliefs are challenged, we don’t listen. We defend. We argue. We search for reasons the other person must be wrong.

Sometimes we would rather believe a comfortable lie than an uncomfortable truth.

I’ve found that some of my greatest growth has happened when I’ve been forced to examine beliefs I had held for years. I’ve had to change my ideology and even my entire paradigm when confronted with evidence that what I believed might not be true.

That’s difficult.

There is something humbling about saying, “I was wrong.”

When Grace Challenged What I Believed

In my twenties, I was part of a legalistic church. We believed in the death and resurrection of Jesus for our sins. We believed in forgiveness and salvation through Christ, but we also added many laws that Christians were expected to follow.

We kept the seventh-day Sabbath. We observed all seven Jewish holy days from the Old Testament. We followed Old Testament dietary laws.

I sincerely believed these things, and I could defend them biblically.

I didn’t think I was following error. I thought I was following truth.That’s what makes error so difficult to recognize: we rarely believe something because we think it’s false.

Then those beliefs began to be challenged.

Through the influence of Hank Hanegraaff, The Bible Answer Man, the church itself began examining some of its teachings. I was confronted with a much greater understanding of grace.

That forced me to ask a difficult question:

What if something I’ve believed for years isn’t true?

I could defend what I had always believed simply because I had always believed it, or I could examine it.

Over time, my beliefs changed.

That experience taught me something important. Being willing to question a belief isn’t the same as abandoning truth. Sometimes questioning what we believe is precisely how we get closer to truth.

I’m Still Being Challenged

It hasn’t stopped.

Now some of my beliefs about the Rapture and speaking in tongues are being challenged since I started attending a more charismatic church.

And I welcome those challenges.

That doesn’t mean I automatically accept every new teaching I hear. It doesn’t mean the person challenging me is necessarily right.

It means I’m willing to listen.

I’m willing to open my Bible.

I’m willing to ask questions.

I’m willing to examine the arguments on both sides.

And most importantly, I’m willing to consider the possibility that I could be wrong.

That’s much harder than it sounds.

Conviction Isn’t the Same as Certainty

We need convictions. There are truths worth believing, defending, and teaching our children. I believe in absolute, unchanging truth. Jesus said, “I am the way and the truth and the life.” — John 14:6

But believing in absolute truth doesn’t mean that my understanding of truth is always perfect. Truth doesn’t change, but sometimes I need to.

That’s where humility comes in.

Our convictions should serve as a compass, guiding the way we live. We should hold them firmly. But we should also be willing to examine why we believe them when they are challenged. Otherwise, we risk confusing confidence in the truth with confidence in ourselves.

There is a danger in becoming so certain of ourselves that we stop listening. At that point, we aren’t really searching for truth anymore. We’re searching for evidence that confirms what we already believe.

That’s our natural tendency. We’re comfortable with what we believe, and we defend that comfort because changing our minds can be painful. It may require us to admit that something we’ve believed, defended, or even taught others was wrong.

The question changes from:

“Is this true?”

to:

“How can I prove that I’m right?”

Those are very different questions.

If truth really matters to me, then being proven wrong may be painful, but it shouldn’t be something I fear. I’d rather change what I believe than ask the truth to conform to what I already believe.

Proverbs tells us:

“The way of a fool is right in his own eyes: but he that hearkeneth unto counsel is wise.” — Proverbs 12:15 (KJV)

That verse makes me uncomfortable.

It should.

I can be right in my own eyes and still be wrong.

The Problem Isn’t Just “Those People”

It’s easy to see this problem in someone else. In fact, Jesus warned us about our tendency to see another person’s fault while overlooking our own: “first take the plank out of your own eye.” — Matthew 7:3-5

We see people on the other side of politics, religion, culture, or some controversy and wonder, How can they possibly believe that? Can’t they see the truth?

But perhaps a better question is:

What do I believe that I haven’t seriously examined?

That’s harder.

It’s easy to identify someone else’s blind spots. By definition, my own are difficult for me to see.

I can criticize another person’s echo chamber while living comfortably inside my own.

I can complain that someone else refuses to listen while dismissing anyone who challenges me.

I can demand that other people question their assumptions while treating mine as unquestionable.

I can accuse someone else of confirmation bias while searching only for evidence that confirms what I already believe.

That’s why self-examination matters.

Teaching Our Children to Seek Truth

This matters in our families, too.

I want my children to share my values and my faith. But I don’t want them to believe something merely because Dad told them to believe it.

I want them to know why they believe it. And I want their faith to be strong enough to withstand questions.

That means I need to allow questions—even uncomfortable ones.

If my child asks, “How do we know that’s true?” I don’t want my response to be, “Because I said so.”

That’s an opportunity.

We can open the Bible together. We can examine evidence. We can talk about opposing ideas. I can ask what they think and why they think it.

And sometimes they may challenge me.

Am I willing to listen then?

If I teach my children to examine their beliefs but refuse to examine my own, they’ll notice the contradiction.

I don’t merely want to teach my children what to think.

I want to teach them how to seek truth.

This is part of the kind of relationship I want to build with my children—one where they feel safe asking questions, expressing doubts, and even disagreeing with me. I wrote more about building that kind of trust and communication with children here.

Truth Should Matter More Than Being Right

Perhaps that’s the real challenge.

Do I want truth more than I want to be right?

Those aren’t always the same thing.

Being right feels good. Being proven wrong hurts our pride. It may force us to admit that something we’ve taught, defended, or practiced for years was mistaken.

Truth can indeed “slap me in the face,” as I wrote in the poem.

But if something I believe is false, I don’t want it protected merely because abandoning it would be uncomfortable.

Jesus said:

“And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.” — John 8:32 (KJV)

My poem ends with someone begging to remain chained:

Keep me in chains; I do not wish to be free.

That’s the tragedy.

The door may be open, but sometimes we prefer the familiarity of our chains.

I don’t want to live that way.

I want convictions, but I also want humility. I want faith, but not fear of questions. I want to be able to defend what I believe, but I also want to be willing to change when I discover I am wrong.

I don’t want to believe something simply because it’s what I’ve always believed.

I want the truth—even when the truth hurts.

Think About It

What belief have you changed your mind about during your life?

What caused you to change it?

When someone challenges something you strongly believe, is your first instinct to listen—or to defend yourself?

Are there beliefs you consider completely off-limits to examination?

And perhaps the hardest question:

If you discovered tomorrow that one of your deeply held beliefs was wrong, would you really want to know?

Behind Redeeming Rhubarb: Prejudice, Empathy, and the Story Behind the Story

Woman leading a donkey across a forest bridge with a dog and cat

When we see someone acting with anger, cruelty, or prejudice, it’s easy to judge what we see. It’s harder to ask why. What happened in that person’s life? What fears, hurts, or beliefs shaped the way they see others? Understanding the answer doesn’t excuse bad behavior, but it can change the way we respond to it.

That idea is at the heart of Redeeming Rhubarb. Rhubarb’s prejudice didn’t come from nowhere. Strawberry has to decide whether to accept what her father taught her or look for herself. Bart has to decide how to respond to two boys who are cruel to animals. And throughout the story, characters repeatedly face the choice between judging an enemy and trying to understand one.

Those same questions matter outside the pages of a novel—especially for parents raising children in a divided world.

Recently, I was asked some thoughtful questions about Redeeming Rhubarb: Why did I choose mice and rats? Why did I give Rhubarb a painful reason for his prejudice? What can children see that adults sometimes miss? How much grief and hardship can middle-grade readers handle? What actually changes a cruel child? And what should parents do when their child repeats something hurtful they’ve learned from someone else?

Below are my answers. I hope they spark more meaningful discussions and provide more insight into the novel’s purpose.

You could have written this book about people. Why mice and rats — and why make the bigot the white mouse and the rescuer the black rat?

I wanted to remove the human element to make it more acceptable to my audience. If I chose specific races, others not included may not relate. By using mice and rats, I could keep the story universal while avoiding that problem.

I intentionally chose rats and mice to challenge readers’ existing biases about specific animals and help them recognize how quickly we form a judgment.

Rats are often seen as dirty, disgusting disease spreaders. We think of the bubonic plague spread by rats. In fiction, they are often portrayed as causing havoc, as in Templeton in Charlotte’s Web. While mice are often the good guys in cartoons and books. Think of Repacheep or Mickey Mouse. We often think of cute white mice as a pet.

In the book, I open with those preconceived ideas. Rats break into a home to steal food. Cute mice are having fun playing games and celebrating a birthday. Then I start to break down those notions by showing the rats are hungry and apologetic, while the mouse is loud and vindictive.

In my story, the rat is the hero who rescues, is wise, and sacrifices. The mouse is the one causing harm, trying to destroy, and hating. That reversal is meant to challenge readers’ expectations.

You spent three years as an evangelical Christian living in a lesbian community, having the conversations most people avoid. What did that teach you about how prejudice comes apart?

While I lived in that community, we got to know one another as people and became friends. We camped together, ate together, and played together. I went to parties to have fun and celebrate. All that helped prejudice come apart.

I watched documentaries and movies to understand better their point of view, which also helped me see them as people.

That’s how prejudice comes apart: when we see people as people, not a label.

That experience helped shape one of the ideas behind Redeeming Rhubarb: understanding someone doesn’t require agreeing with them. It requires being willing to see the person behind the label. I later expressed that idea in a poem I called “The Other Side.”

For convictions, we fight
so confident we are right.
Anger and aggression
without pausing to question
the pretexts of our certitude.
Rigid in our attitude.
It’s time we look inside
rather than trying to hide.
The fault and failure lie within
over our own self-centered sin.
Cease blaming others and God!
Let go of the deceptive facade!
Examine and evaluate,
consider convictions to abdicate.
Seek first to comprehend
what enemies apprehend.
Replace anger and apprehension
with charity and comprehension.

Rhubarb isn’t a cartoon villain — he lost a brother to rats. How important was it that his prejudice start from a real wound?

Stephen Covey tells a story of a man whose unruly children are disrupting a quiet subway car. When Covey asks the father to control them, the man replies blankly that they just left the hospital where their mother died. Covey’s perspective instantly shifts from annoyance to deep empathy. We all have a back story, and when you know it, you can understand why a person does or says what they do.

I tell my girls that people who bully or are mean are often hurting inside. We don’t know what goes on in their home. When I was in the 3rd grade, my teacher had a bully step out of the room, and we talked about what he did and why. The teacher explained that he may be hurting and ashamed. That stuck with me.

Knowing why Rhubarb hates rats helps us relate to him and understand his actions. It doesn’t make what he does right, but it does help us comprehend and sympathize.

You lived through the 2013 Boulder flood. What did you see then that ended up in the book?

I remember a road with a raised crack shaped like an upside-down “V”. That memory is in the book. There were signs of people volunteering to help neighbors whose homes were damaged and people helping to repair trails. I, myself, volunteered to help clean our church’s flooded basement and lost my wedding ring in the process. I put that volunteer spirit in the book. Some homes were damaged and others missed, so I put Bart’s apartment near where I lived because our home was not damaged.

Strawberry is the moral engine of the book, and she’s a kid. What do children see about their parents’ prejudices that the parents don’t?

Do you ever watch young kids play? Young children may notice differences, but those differences don’t necessarily determine whom they’ll play with. They see another kid—a potential playmate. I don’t think that prejudice is instinctive. I think it is learned.

Kids can also show a remarkable openness and empathy. They’ve not built up walls to protect their feelings as adults have, so that they can feel and understand each other better.

Rhubarb drinks. Strawberry loses a leg. A character dies. How did you decide how much a middle-grade reader can carry?

Reading With Your Kids put it this way in their review:

One of the greatest strengths of Redeeming Rhubarb is that it trusts young readers with complex ideas.

The book tackles racism, stereotypes, addiction, grief, courage, family loyalty, forgiveness, sacrifice, and faith without becoming preachy. Instead, these themes naturally emerge through the lives of memorable animal characters.

Kids go through much and are more resilient than we realize. I’ve seen children’s resilience firsthand. My late aunt grew up with an abusive, alcoholic father—my grandfather—and I’ve worked with children from broken homes who were carrying burdens adults sometimes underestimate.

That doesn’t mean children should be overwhelmed with darkness. It means we shouldn’t assume they are incapable of wrestling with difficult realities.

My daughters have watched movies and read books where the main character dies. They feel for the character. The tragedy impacts them.

I decided to make the characters go through tragedy so readers will feel and be impacted. However, I didn’t make Rhubarb a mean drunk because I didn’t want to scare the kids, so I did set limits. I also wanted the characters to be relatable. Life is not rainbows and sunshine. Characters are not all good and all bad. So I put the characters in difficult situations and show both the good and bad sides of each.

Bart’s nephews arrive, shooting kittens with foam darts, and leave, feeding one with a dropper. What actually changes a cruel kid?

I have Bart speak sternly to his nephews but not yell. To children, we are towering giants. If we yell and scream, a child will be terrified. Even if we speak gently but look down upon them, they can be intimidated and fearful. Imagine being three feet tall and having someone twice your size standing over you, angry, pointing a finger, and raising his voice. That’s what we can look like to a young child. So Bart doesn’t yell because yelling won’t change them. I wrote in depth about this in another blog.

I have Bart make them work hard. Work does something to us. It gives us purpose and satisfaction. I also have Bart let the boys feel what it is like to feed the kittens and play with the dogs. They experience the warmth and joy of doing good. That teaches more than words can.

As I point out often in the book, we need to understand why someone behaves as they do. Bart inherently understood his nephews, and I bring that out by showing his thoughts.

Bart also doesn’t lecture. He asks questions and lets his nephews answer. This prompts them to consider which is better: being cruel or being kind.

I believe that’s how you change a cruel kid.

A parent hears their child repeat something ugly they picked up at school. Based on this book, what
should happen next in that house?

This should be a conversation starter, not a time for a lecture. We need to understand what happened and why. We need to ask our child why they think another child behaved as they did, to consider what may be happening in the life of the one who did or said something ugly. I give some insights into having those difficult discussions in this blog.

Conclusion

Redeeming Rhubarb was never meant to be a book that children simply finish and put back on the shelf. I wrote it to start conversations—about prejudice, forgiveness, choices, consequences, and what can happen when we’re willing to look beyond a label and understand the person on the other side. As Reading With Your Kids put it:

Some books entertain.

Some books teach.

And every once in a while, a book quietly challenges readers—children and adults alike—to examine the assumptions they carry in their own hearts.

Redeeming Rhubarb is one of those rare books.

To help families continue those conversations, I’ve created a free companion guide to Redeeming Rhubarb with chapter-by-chapter questions and activities.

Let’s keep the discussion going.

Engaging with Children: Building Trust and Communication

Mother and child talking together on a living room sofa

Leo Buscaglia once said that to talk to children, we need to practice deep knee bends. He said we need to get down to their level. That stuck with me. In my years of volunteering in children’s ministry and now raising my own kids, I’ve put that into practice. I get down to their level and look them in the eyes. I play with them on the floor. I ask them questions and listen to them.

To children, we are towering giants. If we yell and scream, a child will be terrified. Even if we speak gently but look down upon them, they can be intimidated and fearful. Imagine being three feet tall and having someone twice your size standing over you, angry, pointing a finger, and raising his voice. That’s what we can look like to a young child. Getting down on one knee changes the entire interaction. Instead of towering over them, we’re face-to-face. When we get down to their level, we can build trust, bring comfort, and teach. Yes, children do need to obey, but not out of fear, rather out of respect.

There are certainly times when a loud voice is necessary. If my child is about to run into the street, I’m going to yell, “Stop!” That’s not intimidation; it’s protection. But there’s a difference between raising our voice to warn a child of danger and yelling because we’re angry or frustrated. Most of the time, we need to speak firmly but gently. Yelling doesn’t earn respect, but gentle firmness does. Yelling causes fear. We don’t want our children to be afraid of us. We want them to respect us.

Playing with Our Kids

Playing with our kids is vital. Fred Rogers taught that “play is really the work of childhood.” He believed that play is not just a break from real learning, but is the core way young children make sense of the world, test what is real, and practice vital life skills.

Children are wired to learn as they play. When we play with them, we not only help them learn but also bond with them at their level. That bond builds trust. That bond builds security and love. Children feel loved when they play with us. They learn vital rules about interaction and about life. When I get on the floor and play a game with my girls, I’m entering their world. I’m telling them without saying a word, What matters to you matters to me. They may not remember every lesson I tried to teach them, but they’ll remember that Dad wanted to be with them.

The best way to teach anything is to ask questions, specifically open-ended questions. Questions force us to think. When we think, we ponder what we know and believe. Jesus often responded to questions with questions. He was getting his questioner to think. He didn’t lecture. He taught. When he asked, “But whom say ye that I am?” — Matthew 16:15 (KJV), he certainly knew the answer. The question wasn’t for His benefit. He wanted them to answer.

Lecture Vs Questions

When we lecture, children learn what we think. When we ask good questions, we discover what they think.

There’s an important difference.

If I ask, “Was that wrong?” I’ve almost given my child the answer. But if I ask, “What do you think about what she did?” I’ve opened a conversation.

Then I can keep going:

Why do you think she did that?
Who was hurt by her choice?
What could she have done differently?
What would you have done?
What does the Bible say about it?

Now I’m not simply giving my child a rule. I’m teaching my child how to think.

Of course, questions only work if we’re willing to listen to the answers. If every “wrong” answer immediately earns a lecture, our children will quickly learn to tell us what they think we want to hear. Sometimes we need to let them finish—even when we disagree.

We can then ask another question.

“Why do you think that?”

That may teach us something about our children that we would never discover by lecturing them.

Deep Knee Bends

I’ve been practicing those “deep knee bends” for decades—first with children in ministry and now with my own daughters. I’ve seen the dividends. My daughters know that Dad will listen. They trust me enough to tell me what they think, even when they know I may disagree. That kind of relationship didn’t happen in one conversation. It was built over years of getting down to their level.

So practice those deep knee bends. Get down on the floor. Look your child in the eyes. Play their games. Ask questions. And then listen.

Facing Cancer With Faith

Elderly couple resting in bed while holding hands beside a lamp and candle

My dad has been diagnosed with stage 4 cancer in his rectum, bladder, and sternum. He’s a “healthy 84,” so the doctor thinks he can eliminate it with chemo and immunotherapy. This is not the first time. He had cancer in his rectum over 30 years ago. At that time, I wrote this poem:

Facing Cancer

"I'm facing my biggest fear,"
He said to me.
I was already hurting.
These words I did not need to hear.
"How does it feel to see me this way?"
He asked of me.
Hurt for him is what I felt.
"Sad" was all I could say.
The man with whom I could run 10 miles
And scale mountain peaks
Now, struggled to walk a few feet.
Memories of such days, now, did not bring smiles.
Seeing my dad weak and in pain,
Hurts me too much.
But though this is hard to bear,
I know our faith will not wane.
Through this fight for his life,
I'll be by his side,
And praying to my Lord:
"Comfort us. Save my father's life."
What outcome lies ahead for us?
It's beyond my control.
I simply do not know.
So in our Lord and Savior we place our trust.

Now we say the same prayers again. It’s just as hard, if not harder. I also pray for the “peace that surpasses all understanding.” Phillipians 4:7

I find it is easier to be angry. Someone tried to provoke me to anger yesterday. The Holy Spirit had to have given me self-control, because I certainly wanted to explode but didn’t. I find I’m less patient with my daughters, too, and have to be more careful not to snap in anger over petty offenses.

I’m most thankful for the prayers, love, and support of my fellow Christians. I can genuinely feel their concern; I can see it in their eyes, and I can feel it in my heart.

I look at my daughters, 10 and 12, and pray my father lives to see them grow into the Godly women they are meant to be. He’s proud of who they are already. They are mature beyond their years. They are smart, beautiful and gifted. My dad sees and knows this already.

As a relatively unknown author navigating the early stages of promoting my book, Redeeming Rhubarb, the journey is as much personal as it is professional. The book has earned a Certified Great Read distinction and a strong Kirkus review, but my deepest validation comes from home. My father has read it, and he knows how special it is.

My prayer now is for time: time to work hard and share this book with the world, and time for my dad to witness both its success and the growth of my daughters. Whatever the future holds, he already knows the depth of what I’ve created and what outsanding daughters I have.

I am not without hope. I do believe in a God who can perform miracles. At the same time, I’m skeptical and don’t have much faith in the medical profession. I believe his doctors and medical professionals have his best interest in mind. I also believe that God will work all things together for good Romans 8:28.

Facing Cancer Again

Once again, we face our biggest fears.
Though the pain brings us many tears,
We stay firm in our faith and belief,
That God will bring us relief
While we still have hopes and dreams. 
We see beyond evil's schemes
To our heavenly reward and place,
No matter what trials we face.

Clarity in End-Time Events: A Review of Tom Logan’s Book

How the World Will End – Review

By Tom Logan

How the World Will End: According to the Bible is the best and most complete explanation of end-time prophecy I have ever read.

Pastor Tom Logan begins by laying the foundation for why we can trust what the Bible says, examining evidence for God’s existence and the reliability of biblical prophecy. From there, he takes readers step by step through the major events of the end times, including the Rapture, the Judgment Seat of Christ, the seven-year Tribulation, the wars of the end times, the Second Coming of Christ, the Millennium, the Great White Throne Judgment, and finally the new heaven, new earth, and New Jerusalem. The final chapters bring everything together and consider whether we are living in the last days.

One of the greatest strengths of this book is its organization. End-time prophecy can become confusing very quickly because relevant passages are scattered throughout both the Old and New Testaments. Logan does an excellent job of bringing these passages together and showing how he believes the pieces fit into a coherent sequence. I found the charts and timelines especially helpful, making complex events much easier to visualize and understand.

I also appreciated how thoroughly Logan documents his conclusions. He doesn’t simply tell readers what he believes will happen; he repeatedly points them back to Scripture and explains the reasoning behind his interpretation. In doing so, he offers the means to be like the Bereans and to search for yourself if these things are true.

The section on the Rapture was particularly valuable to me. Christians have long disagreed about whether the Rapture occurs before, during, or after the Tribulation. I previously leaned more toward the Post-Tribulation position, but Logan lays out the most convincing biblical argument for a Pre-Tribulation Rapture that I have read. I’ve done much research prior, including listening to YouTube explanations by people such as John Bevere. Tom Logan’s explanation was easy to understand and was convincing. Even readers who ultimately disagree with his conclusion will come away with a much better understanding of the reasoning behind the Pre-Trib position.

Another helpful distinction is Logan’s explanation of the Rapture and the Second Coming. Rather than treating them as the same event, he presents the Rapture as Christ coming for His church before the Tribulation and the Second Coming as Christ returning with His saints after the Tribulation to establish His millennial kingdom. His careful attention to the sequence of events helped clarify several questions I have had about end-time prophecy. While much of it aligned with my beliefs on the millennium, Logan expanded my understanding by going into details about what happens before and after that I had not considered.

This isn’t a light treatment of Revelation or a book built around sensational predictions. It is a systematic attempt to bring together biblical passages concerning prophecy and arrange them into an understandable picture of what the author believes Scripture teaches about the future.

Whether you have studied Bible prophecy for years or have always found Revelation and end-time events difficult to understand, How the World Will End is an excellent resource, I finished it with a clearer understanding of the subject—and with some of my own long-held assumptions challenged.

Highly recommended for anyone wanting a detailed, Scripture-focused study of Bible prophecy and the end times.

The Power of Love in a Broken World

Person walking along a lit path through a dark leafless woodland

The Book of Love Tells Us So

Alone in the lost chambers of your mind
Hopeless among such violence and hate
While the world outside is so unkind
Do you trust love came to interrelate?

In darkened streets where poor children scream
Vile abusers are allowed to walk free
Can you believe love really reigns supreme?
Or hope in some unseen guarantee?

In an evil world we are quick to blame
Love as defined by our own depraved hearts
Perhaps we are deceived by our own shame
Shredding souls into divided parts

We fail to see love’s provided the way
To light the darkness and dawn a new day

Discussing Love and Enmity Through Heartland and Rhubarb

A black dog and an orange-and-white cat sitting in snow facing a lit barn; a gray tabby cat and a raccoon on a garden bench under the full moon

My family has been enjoying the Canadian show Heartland for 2 seasons now. Last night we watched “Step by Step,” the 18th and final episode of season two of the CBC family drama Heartland. It originally aired on March 22, 2009. In this episode, Amy and Ty are stranded at a remote mountain cabin during a blizzard while trying to feed wild horses.

While watching the episode, I noticed a theme that also appears in my book Redeeming Rhubarb: an enemy helps when someone is in danger. In one subplot, Lou finally confesses to Jack that she is dating Peter, the oilman. The oilman is considered the enemy of Grandfather Jack. In fact, Jack doesn’t want Peter in the house and calls him the enemy, but when Peter learns that Amy and Ty are trapped, he offers to help. He sends crews with plows to clear the road, allowing Amy and Ty to return home.

In Redeeming Rhubarb, a rat named Barnabas moves into Rhubarb’s neighborhood. Rhubarb is a mouse and hates rats. Barnabas is considered an enemy; however, when Rhubarb’s daughter needs help, Barnabas risks his life to save her, echoing Peter’s help to Amy and Ty and reinforcing the same theme.

Loving Our Enemies

What struck me about both stories is that neither Peter nor Barnabas waits for the person who considers him an enemy to change his mind first. When someone is in danger, he simply helps.

That raises a difficult question for families to discuss: What does it mean to love our enemies?

It is easy to be kind to people who are kind to us. It is easy to help our friends, defend the people we like, and show compassion to people who agree with us. The real test comes when the person who needs help is someone who dislikes us—or even someone we dislike.

Jesus gave His followers a challenging command:

“But I say unto you which hear, Love your enemies, do good to them which hate you,” — Luke 6:27 (KJV)

Notice that Jesus doesn’t merely tell us not to hate our enemies. He tells us to love them and do good to them.

That is exactly what makes the actions of Peter and Barnabas so interesting.

Peter: Helping the Family That Rejects Him

Jack has already decided what Peter represents. Peter is the oilman—the enemy. Jack doesn’t even want him in his house.

Yet when Amy and Ty are stranded during the blizzard, Peter has an opportunity to respond to that hostility. He could have thought, Jack doesn’t want me around, so why should I help his family?

Instead, he uses the resources available to him. He sends crews and snowplows to help clear the road.

Peter’s actions don’t instantly erase the conflict between him and Jack. They do something more important: they challenge Jack’s picture of who Peter is.

The man Jack has labeled an enemy behaves like a neighbor.

Barnabas: Loving Someone Who Hates Him

Redeeming Rhubarb takes this idea even further.

Rhubarb doesn’t simply dislike Barnabas personally. He hates rats. His prejudice tells him what Barnabas must be before he ever gets to know him.

Barnabas has every reason to dislike Rhubarb in return.

But when Rhubarb’s daughter, Strawberry, falls into a storm drain and is in danger, Barnabas has a choice. He can allow Rhubarb’s hatred to determine how he responds, or he can do what is right regardless of how Rhubarb feels about him.

Barnabas chooses to help.

He risks his own life to save the daughter of a mouse who considers him an enemy.

And that creates a problem for Rhubarb.

If rats are terrible simply because they are rats, what does Rhubarb do with a rat who risks his life to save his daughter?

Barnabas’s actions throughout the book confront Rhubarb’s prejudice in a way that an argument probably never could.

He doesn’t preach. He doesn’t confront. He doesn’t argue. He helps.

And he keeps helping.

When Our Enemy Doesn’t Act Like an Enemy

That’s one reason stories like these can lead to valuable conversations with our children.

Children—and adults—can easily divide people into categories: good people and bad people, friends and enemies, people like us and people unlike us. And this temptation isn’t limited to one side of a conflict. Once we see someone as an enemy, it becomes easier to judge everything that person does through that label.

Reading With Your Kids put it this way in its review of Redeeming Rhubarb:

“Rather than presenting prejudice as something only ‘bad people’ possess, Bob Richley portrays it as something that often grows from fear, pain, grief, and unresolved wounds.”

That distinction is important. Understanding why someone has developed prejudice doesn’t mean excusing it.

Sometimes moral distinctions are necessary. People really do make harmful choices, and loving someone doesn’t mean pretending that harmful behavior is acceptable. Strawberry certainly doesn’t accept her father’s beliefs. She questions him. She confronts him. She speaks truth to him.

Loving someone doesn’t require us to pretend that what they are doing is right.

But labels can also prevent us from seeing the person behind them.

Jack sees the oilman.

Rhubarb sees a rat.

Neither label tells the whole story.

And perhaps that gives us another way to think about Jesus’ command to love our enemies. Loving an enemy doesn’t necessarily mean agreeing with that person, trusting that person, or pretending that our differences don’t matter.

It means refusing to let hatred decide how we will act.

Peter could help.

Barnabas could help.

So they did.

Most of us will never need to send snowplows into a blizzard or rescue a mouse from danger. Our opportunities will probably be much smaller: showing kindness to someone who has been unkind, helping someone we don’t particularly like, refusing to join in when others ridicule someone, forgiving an offense, or simply taking the time to discover whether the person we’ve labeled an enemy really deserves that label.

Sometimes loving our enemies begins with something very simple:

Choosing to do good anyway.

From Squishies to Savings: Parenting Lessons on Wanting

Needo Craze

I admit. I’ve done it. I’ve taken my girls to Five Below before it opened and stood in line to buy squishies. I’ve gone squishy hunting by going to various stores to try to find these elusive toys.

When I was a kid, it was the Cabbage Patch Craze. People stood in line and fought to get these dolls for Christmas. People were violent over a toy. It’s no wonder people call it a craze. It makes people do crazy things.

Why? Why does it become so important to get a toy that everyone else seems to want? God has the answer. God calls it coveting — wanting what others have. It’s no wonder he said, “Thou shalt not covet.” Isn’t that what we do when we want something that others want or have? We see YouTubers with thousands of these things, so we want them too. Our friends have them, so we want them too.

It drives us crazy. We spend money, lots of money, for something that eventually just takes up space on a shelf or in a toy box. Our selves in the playroom are currently filled with Squishmallows from the past craze.

Lesson Opportunity

One day at work, I received a phone call from my wife. My girls were at Walmart and had found a “rare” Needoh squishy and wanted to buy it. The problem was they didn’t have enough money in their allowance to buy it, so I did the evil thing and said, “No.” That’s right, I said, “No.” I purposely deprived my kids of what they wanted because they didn’t have the money. They knew I had the money, but I wasn’t going to give them an advance.

Aren’t I just a mean dad?

Well, my girls came home, but they weren’t dejected or mad. They know they can do extra chores to earn money in addition to their allowance, so they cleaned the yard. I paid them. They went back to Walmart, but the “rare” toy was gone. I was happy. Lesson taught. It’s a hard lesson, but a valuable one.

I wanted to teach my girls this valuable lesson: You can’t have what you can’t afford. It’s a lesson we all need to learn, especially if we live in rich America.

My wife knows this lesson. She grew up in the Philippines. She had no dolls. She took a Coke bottle and some of her siblings’ baby clothes to make a doll to play with.

The girls have now been very diligent trying to earn money. They’ve cleaned the yard, vacuumed the house, washed and waxed the car. I’m trying to teach them the value of money and a job well done.

Coveting Doesn’t Give You Satisfaction

Today I asked the girls, “Does having these squishies make you happy?” They said, “Yes.” So I pushed it a little further. “Do they give you lasting satisfaction?” The answer this time was “no.” I hope they are beginning to see the point. I remind them of the Squishmallows in the basement. It may take time, but I hope they will eventually understand.

I am proud of them for one thing. They do give away squishies they no longer want to friends who do want them. They also inform friends when they find one they know their friends will like, and they buy it with the understanding that the friend will pay them for it. Sometimes though, they buy it and don’t ask for money. They just give it to their friend. Bravo.

Think About It

Do you get caught up in crazes like these? What do you do when your children don’t have enough to buy what they want?

What lessons are we teaching our kids when we participate in a craze? Should we? Am I wrong to even buy these squishies?

What do you think?

Coveting says, “I want what you have”; generosity says, “I want you to give what makes you happy.” Do you think my girls are learning that lesson? Are your kids learning that lesson?