Epiphany offers us a chance to remember that Jesus was a king, but not the king people thought he would be. He was a baby, a child of God, and his life promised that we, too, would all be children of God. The prophets foretold him, God revealed him, the Three Kings honored him, and we adore him.
Mom cooked a huge Thanksgiving meal each year – and I never got why. Until, that is, we had to celebrate Thanksgiving without her.
A few weeks ago, my youth group joined Southern Ohio’s Diocesan Big Read, where we all read Exodus in community. What would my youth group think of my plan to have Bible study each week? Would extra snacks help? Here’s what happened.
I have read through the Bible, cover to cover, probably three times so far.
I started to very intentionally work prayer into our daily conversation in ways that didn’t feel forced or hokey.
Tonight I was blessed with a three-generation discussion about the Bible. I’m still pinching myself.
Perhaps you know a person who can out-argue any potentially successful advice. Kaia could teach a class on how to shoot down suggestions of any plausibility level. I often want to roll my eyes and say “Ok, whatever, you’ve got it all figured out. Let me know how it goes next time.” This time, before I spoke, I paused and prayed for guidance, and God heard.
We have insurance policies, health insurance, spare tires, first aid kits, and AAA. What preparation do we have for when we have a spiritual emergency?
I had no idea that reading, writing, and editing Daily Devo: Devotions for Families would make me a better disciple, and a better parent.
Our family Bible study continues. The word of God is working in our family, and that means Bible study isn’t always easy, nice, or pretty. Yet, we’re blessed. Here’s why.