An unfortunate part of our human nature is, once we’ve reached a conclusion about someone or something, we tend to seek out evidence to support that conclusion. We easily accept the “reminders” to harbor bad feelings towards someone, but are skeptical toward the things that might dampen that negativity.
My preferred worship location is on a hill before a dramatic sunset that transforms me into a faceless silhouette with my arms lifted high to the heavens. But that’s just me.
Late one Christmas night, less than two months before his 3rd birthday, I was overcome with emotion and a strong sadness over Hunter’s condition. The feeling was so strong that it brought me to uncontrollable tears, kept me awake, and ultimately lead me to write the following.
When you find out you’re going to have kids, there are certain things you imagine. You imagine your child running, rough-housing, and saying those funny things kids say when they think they understand a concept more than they actually do. When you find out you’re having twins, that picture is multiplied. Not only do you look forward to when you can interact with your child, but you look forward to seeing them grow up together, play together and get in to mischief together.
You don’t really consider that things don’t always work out that way.
My wife is out of town for mother’s day, and is spending the day at MY mom’s house, so I wrote this song for both of them. Feel free to share it with the mothers in your life. Here are the Lyrics: Chorus 1: Happy Mother’s Day to the mother that I married and also…
I have three boys, all of whom I love more than anything, and one of whom is severely physically and mentally disabled. As you might expect, people are often curious about his condition, and about how we have dealt and continue to deal with it. Here is at least some of his story. You can…
This is a devotional I wrote for the weekly email for my company’s Christian Diversity Network Association, based on a topic I covered in a previous blog called Superstitianity. In the interest of padding my blog, I am posting a slightly modified version here: “You shall not take the name of the LORD…
Here are a few comical reviews I have written for products on Amazon. These reviews can still be viewed on Amazon.
I was born with a rare disorder that prevents me from having any basic form of parental intuition. As a result, when my infant began crying, I had no way of determining whether it was due to the fact that I hadn’t fed him in the last 12 hours, the fact that he’d been carrying a full diaper around for the past three days (the diaper box SAYS “for 15 lbs,” but don’t believe it!), or if he was simply bothered by our doomed economy as a result of Obama’s socialist agenda.
Hi. My name is Chris Cowan. I am the fourth of eight children. My dad has been a pastor for around 40 years and is one of the best examples I have of being a godly man, and has been described by a friend as being the nicest person he’d ever met. My mom is also the…