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Image via Wikipedia By Dr James Dobson You don't see many mothers dress like Wonder Woman these days, but I think any mother who lovingly raises a child from infancy to adulthood deserves to be called a Superhero. I recall a time many years ago when my wife broke her leg skiing, requiring me to play Mr Mum for two weeks. It was a lot tougher than advertised. On my first morning on the job, our headstrong three-year-old boy began teaching me the rules of the game called “motherhood”. At 6am, I was woken from a deep, dreamy sleep by his loud cry and he continued shrieking as I staggered down the hall. When I pushed open his bedroom door, the crying immediately stopped and a cheery little voice said, “Is breakfast ready?” He followed me into the kitchen, where I rummaged through the cupboards bleary-eyed, all the while being barraged with questions: “Why isn't the milk poured? Don't you even know where the eggs are?” and: “Are you sure you've ever done this before?” ...

Image via Wikipedia From Dr James Dobson Many years ago , the late philosopher , Dr Francis Schaeffer said that the bridges that were built by the Romans nearly 2,000 years ago are still standing because they were used only for foot traffic. If large trucks or even cars were driven across them, they would have collapsed. Dr Schaeffer said our culture is like those bridges. As fewer and fewer people know what they believe, there's an unseen weakness in the superstructure . When hard times come, it's in danger of collapsing under its own weight. It occurs to me that many marriages share the characteristics of those old bridges today. They appear to be stable and secure. But as soon as sickness or financial reverses come, the husband and wife turn on each other with a vengeance. Husbands and wives need to reinforce the foundations of their relationship during the good times by becoming best friends and developing a set of common interests. Only then, will they be ready for the ...

By Dr James Dobson Have you ever found the courage to say “I’m sorry” to a child? It’s a tough thing to do and, frankly, my father never was very good at it. I remember working with him one day in the backyard when I was 15, on a day when he was particularly irritable. He picked on me for everything I did, even when I hurried. Finally, he yelled at me for something I considered petty, and I just threw down the rake and quit. I walked off, and I walked across our property and down the street while my dad demanded that I come back. It was one of the few times that I ever took him on like that. I meandered around town for a while wondering what would happen when I got home and ended up at my cousin’s house on the other side of town. After several hours, with knees shaking, I called home. “Stay there,” said my dad, “I’m coming over.” To say that I was nervous would be a gross understatement. In a short time, dad arrived and asked to see me alone. “ Beau ,” he began, “I didn’t treat you ri...