Still home…

Week two. How are you doing? My natural inclination (survival instinct) is to look for the positive. More time at home means more:

Strengthen Your Marriage with These Two Words! 

by Taylor   – 1 Corinthians 15:57, (NIV), “But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.”

As my pastor says, “When we receive a gift, the proper reply is, ‘Thank you.'” 

More than Winter Blues 

I dealt with this before, I talked to a psychiatrist about it the past.  He called it Seasonal Affective Disorder – or SAD (appropriate).  I call it my winter blues. There were appropriate steps that I know I could take that would help me, but I just didn’t want to get up.  I wasn’t even hungry. 

Can we be thankful in December too? 

I’ve seen many people use the month of November to list things they are thankful for, but do we abandon that in December just in time for the chaos of preparing for a holiday that is supposed to be peaceful? 

Pre-parenting, Discipline and Sin 

by Abby Kelly   

“The wakeup call for parents and for fathers in particular is that we are sinners too, adult sinners, and our sins have even greater repercussions than the missteps of our children, and tragically our children are often the objects of the dragon still within us. It’s not as if we’re sinners only in our relationships with other adults, and above the law when parenting our children. We are sinners in every facet, and often most dangerously so in our parenting.” 

Loosening the Vice

Autumn.   

 It was a time when the standard answer to “How are you?” was “In a time of rest.  I feel like we are in between crisis times and need to rest in this season.”  It was only a few years ago, but it feels like a lifetime ago. 

Turning the Page 

In the story of our lives, we often have page-turning moments.  Those moments when we are leaving one chapter of our lives and entering another.  Those page-turning moments are bittersweet as we have excitement toward the next page, but we are looking longingly back toward what has been. 

Shut up and Listen! 

“You didn’t let me finish!” exclaimed my 8-year-old niece. She was telling me a long story about her day. Halfway through her story, I interrupted her; I was busy and needed to get stuff done.  

“Adults never let me finish,” she said in frustration. Her comment took me back, I used to think that too when I was young.  I was doing the same thing that drove me crazy: 

Grief’s First Year

It’s been exactly a year since we got The Call. In some ways, it seems like forever ago, in others, I can’t believe it has been a full 12 months.  In the space of that year, I’ve watched the family transform:  allowing memories to fill in spaces where a body sat, speaking freely of personality traits or quotes, choosing to celebrate a Christmas gift one last time without him.