I wrote this little reflection several years ago, but it’s always a good reminder… Last Sunday during worship, I took the kids to their respective Sunday school classes and then hit up the restroom. (Fear not: this is not a bathroom story; I was only washing my hands.) While there, God whispered a verse from…
Before God walked with Adam and Eve in the cool of the day, before God breathed that first life-giving breath into their lungs, and even before God formed their human bodies, God ordered. He took the chaos that was the cosmos and perfectly ordered it for life to flourish. In the biblical account of Creation,…
A human being is a body, soul composite. An embodied soul. And enfleshed body. However you want to describe it, this just is what it means to be human as designed by God. We are not spirit without body like the angels. Nor are we bodies without spirits like the animals. We are that strange…
It’s the same everyday: three meals planned, purchased, prepared, placed, and picked up. Whose idea was it that humans need to eat three times a day? Including weekends! My children are always so hungry, but they also have endless ways of disrupting a good meal. And, with seven people around the table, there’s rarely a…
This coming Wednesday, November 1st is the holy day (“holiday”) known as All Saint’s Day. If you’re apprehensive to celebrate Halloween because you think it evil or secular, still consider All Saint’s Day! It would be a great opportunity to have some good, clean fun and to enjoy formative conversation and meaningful connections as a…
It’s mid October, 2023 and I’m two months out from giving birth to our sixth child. Even as I type that, I’m wondering how we got here. Yes, I know “how this happened” and Caleb and I have made the decision to be open to life, welcoming each blessing as they come. I just mean…
It’s mid October, 2023 and I’m two months out from giving birth to our sixth child. Even as I type that, I’m wondering how we got here. Yes, I know “how this happened” and Caleb and I have made the decision to be open to life, welcoming each blessing as they come. I just mean…
The other day, I had the realization that Caleb started woodworking and I started blogging in the same year. I like to joke that he’s the woodsmith and I’m the wordsmith, thus proving my point. It was Christmas of 2012. Claire was five months old, and I was very much floundering in my new role…