Astrophysicist’s Testimony Encourages Parents of Prodigals

**Today’s blog is an excerpt from the testimony of a scientist who was an atheist. I hope you find it encouraging to see how God worked in her life. You may have no clear view of it right now, but He’s busy working in your son or daughter’s life, too.

don't fix me“I was born in the U.S., but grew up in Canada. My parents were socialists and political activists who thought British Columbia would be a better place for us to live, since it had the only socialist government in North America at the time. My parents were also atheists, though they eschewed that label in favor of “agnostic.” They were kind, loving, and moral, but religion played no part in my life. Instead, my childhood revolved around education, particularly science…

I grew up with no religion. In retrospect, it’s amazing that for the first 25 years of my life, I met only three people who identified as Christian. My view of Christianity was negative from an early age, and by the time I was in my twenties, I was actively hostile toward Christianity.

In my mid-twenties, I moved to the United States to go to university and to prepare for a life devoted to science… Objectivism appealed to me, because of the belief that my life was my own, and that I could make of it what I wanted. It seemed like a strong, logical philosophy…As I began to experience life as an independent adult, I started to find Objectivism a barren and sterile philosophy…

Looking back, I realized a lot of this was the unconscious absorption of the general hostility toward Christianity that is common in places like Canada and Europe; my hostility certainly wasn’t based on actually knowing anything about Christianity. I had come to believe that Christianity made people weak and foolish; I thought it was philosophically trivial. I was ignorant not only of the Bible, but also of the deep philosophy of Christianity and the scientific discoveries that shed new light on the origins of the universe and life on Earth…

I began to focus all of my energy on my studies, and became very dedicated to my physics and math courses. I joined campus clubs, started to make friends, and, for the first time in my life, I was meeting Christians. They weren’t like Objectivists—they were joyous and content. And, they were smart, too. I was astonished to find that my physics professors, whom I admired, were Christian. Their personal example began to have an influence on me, and I found myself growing less hostile to Christianity…

I started to sense an underlying order to the universe. Without knowing it, I was awakening to what Psalm 19 tells usstars2 so clearly, “The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.”… as I walked across my college campus I stopped in my tracks when it hit me—I believed in God! I was so happy; it was like a weight had been lifted from my heart.

I realized that most of the pain I’d experienced in my life was of my own making…God had used it to make me wiser and more compassionate. It was a great relief to discover that there was a reason for suffering, and that it was because God was loving and just. God could not be perfectly just unless I—just like everyone else—was made to suffer for the bad things I’d done…

Intellectually, I knew the Bible to be true, and as a person of intellect, I had to accept it as truth, even if I didn’t feel it. That’s what faith is. As C. S. Lewis said, it is accepting something you know to be true in spite of your emotions. So, I converted. I accepted Jesus Christ as my personal savior…

I love my career as an astrophysicist. I can’t think of anything I would rather do than study the workings of the universe, and I realize now that my lifelong fascination with space has really been an intense longing for a connection with God (“For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made” [Romans 1:20])…

When I was in the process of becoming a believer, two things drew me to Godthe overwhelming evidence of his involvement in the physical world and his perfect justice.

restorationJesus triumphed over temptation, sin, and death. If we choose to accept the gift of salvation, we are reconciled to God: “For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whomsoever believes in Him should not perish but have life everlasting.” (John 3:16)”

**I pray that reading this testimony has given you increased hope for your child. I wonder what He’s using to draw them to Himself?

Click here to read the full version of this scientist’s story.

Thanksgiving Day for Parents in Pain

It’s Thanksgiving Day when all through the houseturkey

A family was struggling, their child was no where about.

Mom couldn’t pretend that it was okay, her heart was too broken – there was nothing to say.

Her child wasn’t there – it wouldn’t be the same

No one could understand  the depth of her pain.

Dad felt it, too, the loss was so great,

Their lives filled with sorrow, anger and shame,

For they no longer knew this child of their hearts

Their boy’s a stranger, their girl’s gone astray.

To the land of addiction, estrangement,

I hate you and just go away.


How parents yearn for the years gone by

When games were played and they used to have fun

Their kids enjoyed them and liked to come home.

Now all that is past, who knows what’s ahead?

Will their child see the new year or wind up . .  . dead?


What’s the purpose of this? Why do I write these things?

Why, I just wanted to say I’ve felt much like you,

During the holidays I drug myself through

Thought I wouldn’t survive.


So I wanted to say a few things to you:

Please hold on to hope

Please never give up.

You can’t know what each day holds.


So lift up your eyes to heaven above

Believe God loves you and cares,

He’ll help you be grateful

And Give thanks to His name.


If this holiday is hard, I pray you’ll find comfort in these words.

You are Not Alone.






An Attitude Brokenhearted Parents Need for Thanksgiving

attitude“Don’t give me any attitude!” “I don’t like your attitude.” “You have a really bad attitude right now.” “That attitude won’t help.” “Lose the attitude.”

Have you said things like this to your son or daughter? I have. More times than I care to remember. They might be struggling with alcohol or drugs, pornography, self-harm, depression or some other mental health issue.

Attitude. I’m referring to bad ones. They’re kinda hard to describe aren’t they? But you know when your child has one you don’t like. One that rubs the wrong way. One that angers you and pushes your hot buttons. One that stinks . . . okay, sucks. And then there’s the kind that hurt and wound. Ugh.

Attitude. It’s the non-verbal communication behind what’s actually said. It’s a tone of voice and the cloaked feelings dancing around the words spoken, or how a person acted. Like when your child says, “Whatever”. Double ugh. You can feel the rudeness, the disrespect and sass. It oozes out.

The slammed door. The frown. The lifted eyebrow. Body language. It speaks volumes. Not to mention their actual words. “I hate you!” “You’re ruining my life!” “I can’t wait to leave this place and be on my own.” “Just wait ’til I’m 18, you’ll be sorry.”

Attitude. It’s important in relationships, isn’t it? What about us? If we’re not careful, we can develop a not-so-good one ourselves. When you’ve been hurt repeatedly, rejected and lied to, it’s hard not to. Maybe your daughter stole from you or your son physically hurt you. If that happens, I hope you call the police and not let them get away with it. It’s not right. You need to be strong enough to let them face consequences. It’s brutally hard, but you’d be sending a message you can’t afford to send. One that says it doesn’t matter.

A better attitude is Gratitude. Your child probably has a lot of growing and maturing to do before they’ll havegratitude2-vi this. They’re attitude affects you, but it’s not your problem – unless they’re under eighteen. If so, please get some help for both of you. There’s plenty to be found in books, online, and there are many great counselors who love adolescents. But let’s look at you – the only one you do have control over. It’s Thanksgiving this Thursday. Will you be around someone who has a bad attitude? Maybe it’s your child – or maybe not. What can you do?

You can be a person of gratitude. It can make a huge difference. Start when you first wake up. What can you be grateful for? Maybe the people around you are grumpy, but you can still be thankful – for what? For God’s love, His constant presence, His strength and comfort; for Jesus and how he died for you; for your life, for your health, for what you can see and hear, feel and touch; for where you live, the food on your plate, clothes on your back, family and friends. You could even be grateful for your challenging son or daughter – God’s using them in your life in ways you might not have realized.

Go ahead – have an attitude this Thanksgiving – an attitude of gratitude. It helps. It’s highly contagious, too. You never know, it just might rub off on someone else in your world.

“I will sing a new song to you, O God . . . I will make music to you, to the One who gives victory. . .” (Psalm 144:9)


When a Parent Just Can’t be Thankful

Sometimes parents just can’t feel  thankful. Certain parents — like us. We’re in a special group you know. It’s not all our fault – it’s our kids. DisappointmentIt’s their choices and struggles that sap us of reasons to be thankful – to be honest, maybe it’s been that way for years.

Your child’s in jail or prison. They’re ruining their lives with drugs or alcohol. They have an eating disorder or can’t stop cutting. They struggle with a mental health issue and often refuse treatment. They’ve been in the psych ward so many times you can’t  remember any more. So many rehabs you’ve lost count. They’re miserable and they make your life miserable. Your gratitude tank is on empty.

I say we’re special, but it doesn’t feel very special. It feels awful. And now it’s that time of year again. Thanksgiving is only one week away. Oh, boy. Some of you wish you could fast forward to December 1st. How do you mouth words of gratefulness without feeling like a hypocrite?

The Shock of the Paris Tragedy and HurtingParents

Paris has traditionally been a coveted destination for romantics, artists, poets, and tourists. It’s been the setting for manyrubble edited for website movies. A more recent one and a favorite of mine was Sabrina. Now everything’s changed in France. In just a day. Over the course of five or six hours. Bombings. Shootings. A suicide. I don’t know all the details, but the mounting death toll is horrendous. The magnitude of the tragedy and it’s far-reaching affects are difficult to comprehend. Shock. Anger. Denial. Sadness.

It’s unthinkable. Mind-boggling. Incomprehensible.

My thoughts immediately went to the hurting families of the victims. All those grieving parents. So much shock. Loss. Pain. Heartache. Devastation and brokenness.

When parents first learn about their child’s problems they feel similar to the way I felt when I heard about the killings on the news.

Sexting and Nude Photos – Be Prepared! Your Teen May be Involved

Today’s blog was written by a fellow blogger to parents, Stacy Lee Flury. Check her out at Anchor of Promise.

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portrait of young casual girl with hat

“If you haven’t heard by now, a Colorado High School is on lock down regarding sexting images of inappropriate nature which were passed throughout the school like wildfire via ghost apps (apps disguised as normal apps). The most disturbing part is that more than a few were caught. In fact, they are stating it might be at least a hundred students involved. It is now a criminal investigation, charging students with possessing and distributing child pornography

The other concern for parents is the increasing number of teens who use code to send private messages to other teens about sex. Parents are shocked at what they are finding on their teen’s phone. To make matters worse, it leaves the door open for pedophiles and porn pimps to gather this private information that could place a teen in very serious danger.

If you think this is happening only in broken homes, think again. It is happening among families of all faiths and economic status. This issue is very serious as it has been acknowledged that this form of crime is skyrocketing, not just with teens but pre-teens as well.

Why are the parents not involved? Here are the top reasons –

Former Prodigal Shares His Story to Encourage Hurting Christian Parents

Today’s blog is the story of a former prodigal – a drug addict. I know his parents and when his mom shared with melight1 what had happened to him I asked her if he would write something for my readers. This blog is his response. It’s his gift to you, hurting mom or dad. Why? Because he wanted to encourage you and give you hope for whatever you may be going through with your son or daughter.

“I’m writing this not as my story, for none of what happened I can claim as my own. For that I am abundantly grateful. This is God’s story.

I am addicted to heroin.

Encouraging Interview For Families With an Addicted Loved One

Today’s blog is from a writer friend of mine who addresses families whose loved ones struggle with addiction. Her name is Sharron Cosby and I’ve featured her before. You can follow her at

In this blog Sharron interviews a recovering addict with over two years clean time, LS. Hers is a story of 40 years of use and abuse, but today she walks in victory – one day at a time.

R is for Recovery
Briefly share when you started using.

I started using when I was fourteen-years-old, a high school freshman. The first time I drank I got drunk. I started smoking weed. By the time I was sixteen, I was having blackouts. During high school, I experimented with many different drugs. After graduation, I attended business school and stayed at one of the local university’s dorms. Here I was introduced to more drugs and more drinking. I didn’t finish the secretarial course. I ended up in a hospital from taking drugs.