“I wonder how long God wants us to stay here.” These words tumbled out of my mouth while walking with my wife around the neighborhood where we had moved to just a few years earlier. Even now, more than 15 years later, I still remember the quizzical look she gave me.
After moving to a new town a few years earlier, we had settled in. We had a close community of friends, a church we loved, and good jobs that we enjoyed. We even bought our first place and poured hours into fixing it up. Why would we move again?
Imagine waking up. But rather than your typical experience of slowly opening your eyes as you gradually wake up, imagine that you are jarred awake suddenly.
You sense a queasiness in your stomach as you realize that your bed is swaying. Disoriented, you realize that books and pictures are unexpectedly falling from shelves. You hear glass shattering and a low, unrecognizable rumble, but you can’t quite identify the source. As a racing heartbeat quickly replaces the fog of sleep, you realize that you are in the midst of an earthquake.
On New Year’s Day, I started a new tradition with our family. We all gathered on the couch and reviewed our past five years by looking through the annual calendars my wife creates each year. Each calendar features personal photos that we had taken from the previous year. We had fun seeing how much our kids had changed and grown over the past five years. Of course, there were the standard family photos from holiday gatherings and pictures from our kids’ school and sporting events.
I want to make December a magical month for my family, but also instill new traditions that will remind others of God’s love this season. I want my boys to lift their eyes out of the toy catalogs long enough to notice others in our village that we couldn’t do life without. I want our family to actively seek the ones in our community that serve us each week of the year and bless them this Christmas!
November is my favorite month, with my favorite holiday, Thanksgiving. We find ourselves repeatedly taking life for granted. What a great time to slow down as families and ponder what we are grateful for this year.
Fall is my favorite (said with the same enthusiasm as Buddy the Elf when he is talking about Christmas)! My love for fall runs deep with cooler temperatures, stunning colors in nature, football season, and all my favorite foods.
Several years ago there was a video on social media of a man getting all dressed up for a date. He was talking to a buddy about how excited he was for the date and how special this girl was to him. Despite the excitement he was a little nervous, you could see it in his face as he took several deep breaths and straightened his tie in the mirror and as his hands were shaking as he reached up to ring the doorbell.
Think about the last time you sat down and played a game. Has it been in the last month? Last year? Two years? Maybe not even since you were a child? There seems to be a correlation between the rise of technology and the decline of games. I don’t mean the games on all our devices…but I’m talking about board games, card games, and with-other-people games.
As a kid, we never went camping but we went fishing all the time. I had never slept in a tent, cooked meals on a camping stove, or tried to brave the elements in nature in such a way . . . fast forward a few years and my love for the outdoors has increased even more than when I was younger and now . . .
What if Jesus meant that we should love our actual neighbors? In Matthew 22:37-39 (NIV) Jesus says, “’Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’ This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it; ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’”
Whether it’s story time at the library, listening to audiobooks on road trips, or even podcasts for me, we love to be told a story. It’s how family legacies and victories were shared for thousands of years. In today’s culture, we are faced with the need to be efficient in every moment of every day.
For a hopeful couple, some of the hardest words to hear are “You can’t have a baby.” In a moment, the future they’d hoped for of raising a family of their own flesh and blood dissolves. The possibility that comes along with not knowing is ripped from their hands. And it hurts. This news becomes a loss that must be grieved. And, as with any grieving process, this will look different for each individual and each couple.
Some seasons feel like they lack rhythm. In the often dizzying pace of work, school, weekend plans, after-school clubs, sports, church activities, birthday parties, dinner plans … it’s hard to find good solid time to really stop and talk with your children about the important things in life.
Walking with Jesus is “Marching to a different drum!” My husband Tim and I chose that drum beat as first-generation Christians. We both had great values & morals displayed in our families, such as great love, generosity, and more, but we both sensed something was missing.
Family is one of the most important parts of a person’s life. There are nuclear families, extended families, close families, and distant families. And then there are the members of our family who aren’t related to us by blood at all—close friends, parent’s friends, and the people we share life with on a regular basis.
Walking is a part of my weekly rhythm. Often I walk with my husband as it is the best time for us to catch up and it gives us a little alone time (our kids are now old enough that we can make this happen…if you aren’t there yet, just blink and your time will come). Sometimes my walk is just me and the dog. But my favorite walks include my kids.
The Colorado Christmas Adventure unfolds around our little band of cottage mates. A family bound together by circumstance, these six kids have been removed from unsafe homes. Candy canes, Christmas lights, gingerbread houses and nativity scenes surround along with smiles, giggles and joyfulness from the kids. They are a family; we are all family here.
Thanksgiving is a time when we are reminded of all the ways we’ve been blessed. Sometimes we go back and look at the blessings we’ve taken for granted for a long time and realize the weight of them — the ability to read, a device to read this post on, internet so this...
It’s November, the month best known as “Time to do the Christmas shopping” and “Oh wait, I need to remember how to cook a turkey.” By the time Thanksgiving rolls around and you’re asking your family what they’re grateful for, it can be difficult to think of anything....
We live in a world where some of the most popular stories are those of superheroes and people with crazy powers. As humans, we love to be amazed and intrigued. That’s why we watch movies such as Superman or Avengers. It’s why magic shows have been around as long as...
The story of Joseph is fairly well known. It’s often told as a great success story, of patience and faith and reward. And who could forget the musical version of it, Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat, or the Veggie Tales retelling, The Ballad of Little Joe?