I heard it many times from the “fair police” in our family as she was growing up: “It’s not fair!” To which I would reply, as gently as possible, “Well, you know what, life isn’t fair.”
We just returned from several days away, to Dallas, TX, for a conference about churches equipping parents to raise godly kids, to pass their faith along so that when the kids grow up they will remain faithful and involved. We were challenged, inspired, encouraged, sobered, and taught much during our time there. It was a lot to take in, hearing from about 10 speakers in two days’ time. It was also really nice to be away with my husband, get a little more sleep than usual, bask in Texas sunshine outside, and just chill.
It’s good to get away but always good to get home. However, as we were getting ready for bed last night I found myself feeling grumpy, out of sorts. I asked myself why. We just had a great week, learned lots of good things, had nice time away together. What do I have to be grumpy about? I’ve been intentionally trying to have a positive, faith-filled attitude about everything, but some emotion I’ve been pushing down bobbed up to the surface. As I lay down to go to sleep, in my head I told God, “It’s not fair, God. Continue reading

He drove by the McDonald’s. What? Jodi, Jon and I looked at each other again and asked him, “Dad, where are you going?”
The last few nights I’ve slept restlessly. I don’t know if it’s because our mattress is on the floor right now (we threw out our box springs in the bed bug fiasco this summer), if I’m thinking about a lot of things, or what.
So true! We tend to be goal-oriented, task-driven people focused on the end of the race as our goal when our goal should really be all the stuff in between, the day to day running, the pressing on, the scenery along that day’s path, the little moments when we see our big God at work in and through us.
Ever since my first little baby girl was born I’ve had the privilege of a front row seat. God graciously invited John and I to be co-directors in the continuing saga of their lives. It’s been challenging, exciting, funny, sad, frustrating, exhausting, joyful, disappointing, humbling, and wonderful. No shortage of dramatic girls for the roles of the three daughters in this story.
It seems almost everyone is talking about the new Harry Potter movie, “The Half-Blood Prince” based on J.K. Rowling’s sixth book in the series. I’ve read all the books and as usual, I think the book is so much better. The movie is entertaining, for sure, but so much had to be left out and several liberties taken with original story. [SPOILER WARNING – if you haven’t read the book or seen the movie yet and plan to, don’t read on]
When I don’t fully trust God it shows fear, and that leads to discouragement. Conversely, when I decide to lean out over the edge of the unknown and fully trust in God, even though I can’t see what’s coming, I have such peace and freedom.