Since the horrific day in Uvalde, Texas on May 24, life has seemed harder. I have had quite the struggle leaning into my faith — not to understand what took place, but to gain a hold of the hope that typically defines my heart.
In this season of Easter, I have been wondering just when and how Jesus might reveal himself to our oldest son, or all our sons for that matter.
Over the past few months, our three sons have engaged in sibling fighting so much more so than ever before.
John, for me, is the apostle of light, the apostle who shines the light on the true nature of our God and our Lord and Savior.
You will encounter challenging rocks that stand in your way, and you’ll have days of drought, but focus on staying in good soil, so that you will continue to bloom toward Jesus.
Our five-year-old son is notorious for running around outside barefoot and showing back up on the doorstep with a bleeding stubbed toe. It has not mattered how many times this has occurred, how many reminders we give to put on shoes, or how much it hurts him in the moment, the boy does this over and over again.
Earlier this year I came across a Bible verse during my morning devotional reading that took me by surprise .“Grace be with all who love our Lord Jesus Christ with love incorruptible.” —Ephesians 6:24 (ESV)
Last fall sometime, I declared our family’s Bible passage to be Hebrews 12:1-3 for the school year. I chose it mostly for our oldest son, who in fourth grade, was continuing to struggle to find motivation.
I was fairly certain Jesus would be present among our family of five on Easter morning.
It had been such a rough day. My eyes hurt from crying tears of frustration, and I was tired.