A weekly newsletter about family, faith and culture, written by A. Z. Adams.
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When fatherhood falls, culture collapses. We don’t need perfect dads—we need present ones, submitted to God, passing on patterns shaped by love, not control. The future won’t be saved by policy, but by fathers who remember how to be sons.
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Envy tells us others are the reason we’re unhappy. But the real wound is inside—a disconnection from grace. We reject the very humility and surrender that could heal us. As long as we blame others, healing stays out of reach. Envy can’t cure what it hides.
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A poetic retelling of Cain and Abel—exploring longing, silence, worship, and the sin that crouches at every door. More than a murder, it’s a mirror of the human heart and a call to hear the Voice that still speaks.
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Sin isn’t just lawbreaking—it’s love-breaking. The Gospel doesn’t stop at pardon; it restores communion. Christ didn’t die to just forgive us—He died to bring us back to God. Salvation is not separation removed, but relationship restored.
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Salt that conforms loses its savor. Light that blends in disappears. We weren’t called to fit in—we were called to shine. Modesty, simplicity, and love aren’t relics of the past. They’re our resistance. And our children are watching to see if we mean it.
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Regret grows when we isolate the past. But in a faithful community, even pain gains purpose. Our parents’ flaws weren’t fruitless—they helped plant the trees we now harvest. Legacy isn’t perfection—it’s generational perseverance.
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Masada fell—but the Church didn’t. One was built by fear, the other by faith. Jesus wept not for Israel’s weakness, but for her blindness. Peace doesn’t come by revolt, but by surrender. And still today, many miss the hour of their visitation.
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The music stopped, but the story didn’t. Among the ashes of Nova, love endured, courage rose, and hope whispered through charred steel and glass roses: evil may burn, but it cannot erase the image of God—or the light named Ori.
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I don’t write about family to indulge—it’s the clearest window into what matters most. If my children walk in truth, if they grow in grace and give what they’ve received, then every effort is worth it. We’re not just raising kids. We’re raising saints.
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We brought all six of our children on this ministry trip—and saw the joy of service take root in them. The world chases happiness. But Christ said: lose your life, and you’ll find it. And we did. In love given freely, in dishes washed, and hearts awakened.
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The Tower’s walls were thick—but not thicker than truth. Through pain, martyrs carved their witness in stone. No bitterness, only faith: “Be faithful unto death, and I will give you the crown of life.” May we too leave a mark the world cannot erase.
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Hedonism preaches self. But true life begins with sacrifice. Cain resented the cost. Abel embraced it—and found God. In an age of blame, the cross still calls. And those who carry it won’t regret it—not now, not in the age to come.