My history with roses starts with my “Papa.” My maternal grandpa was my first best friend. For me, he was the easiest person to be around. He was magnetic. I didn’t care what we did as long as I was doing it with him, and he was really good at including me in whatever needed to be done.

One of the sweetest parts of Sunday School is seeing kids from different schools and neighborhoods build friendships. When they see each other outside of church, they proudly call one another their “church friends”—and we need more of those in the world!

Ah, fall. It’s that hectic time of year again, and with two busy teenagers if we don’t make our family time a priority it won’t happen. God commanded us to “Start children off on the way they should go, and even when they are old they will not turn from it” (Proverbs 22:6). I take care of my…