My five-year-old daughter, Avy, recently asked me a rather profound question. “How do you know if somebody really knows Jesus or not?” In modern Christianity, there are various opinions on this matter.
Creative Cultivation: When I was twelve, I attended a youth group session in which all of us middle-schoolers were encouraged to go home and look ourselves in the mirror and make the declaration, “I love you!” to our reflection. It seemed that everywhere I went, at school and at church, well-meaning...
It started at a bagel shop. Eric and the kids were eating dinner and waiting for me to return from an appointment. They decided to look around the shop for someone who might need to hear the Gospel. After chatting with the two people working behind the bagel counter, and learning that their names were “Blake” and “Alyssa,” the Ludy kiddos came up with a plan.
Joyful Homemaking: My son Hudson loves to host elaborate birthday parties. Last year, he chose a Lego theme. Somehow he got the idea of making Lego mini-figure costumes that all his party guests could wear. A bit intimidated, I scoured the internet . . .