I love my country, the United States of America. We have freedoms and opportunities here that the rest of the world dreams about.
But, right now we are facing a difficult situation: Two people are vying for the most important position in our country, and, as far as I can tell, they both lack honesty, morality, civility, and … honor.
One of these people will likely become the next President of the United States of America.
As Christians and Americans, we are faced with a dilemma: Do we vote or do we not vote? Should we support the “lesser evil”? What exactly is the “lesser evil”? We are told to vote our conscience – but what does that even mean when all of the options look bleak?
My family is going on a long car drive soon…
Which got me thinking… How can I keep my “older” kids (10, 10, and 7) happy in a car for over 5 hours?
Here are 12 Outrageously Fun Road Trip Ideas for OLDER Kids. These ideas are perfect for family vacations, Sunday School outings, or long drives with your youth group.
I recently realized that I have been believing a lie.
It’s one of those sneaky lies that sounds so right, so noble on the surface – and yet the more that I look at it, the more that I realize how dangerous it is.
Maybe I have been prone to believe this lie because I grew up with parents who taught me to eat my peas before I could have dessert.
Maybe its because of the constant barrage of advertisements promising immediate results if I just follow their 5 step program. (Lose Weight Forever in Three Weeks with These 5 Easy Steps!)
Or, maybe its because God hard-wired me as a future thinker.
Whatever the reason, I find myself frequently thinking, “If I just work hard enough today, tomorrow will be so much better. Then, I will be able to rest and enjoy ‘success’ – a life that is made easier by financial stability, more independent children, a clean house, etc.”
Have you ever thought this?
Can I be completely honest for a moment?
In the words of Bilbo Baggins, “I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread.”*
It seems like everyone around me is gearing up for the excitement of a new school year, a new season, a new schedule, even the coming national elections.
But, my soul feels no excitement – only weariness.
Recently, I heard about an attempted robbery at a home not far from where I live.
The would-be-robbers entered a home while the home owners were present. Thankfully, the husband had a shotgun and chased the robbers out of his home. What could have been a horrible situation ended with no injuries.
This incident occurred during a week when my husband was out of town on a business trip. The robbers escaped. So, naturally, I panicked.
I often pass a school sign that has this message for their students in giant letters:
Have a safe and fun summer.
Somehow, this sign strikes me as slightly ludicrous. Are these really our two highest values for our children?
Often, with all of our focus on “safety” and “fun”, I am afraid that we are giving our children a very false idea of life. Because, let’s face it, real life is not exactly safe. Or fun.
As a woman and a mother, my life is filled with demands. I am surrounded by little people who want food at least three times a day. And clean clothes. And to know where I left their soccer cleats.
I am surrounded by little people who want me to meet their every need, to cuddle with them, to comfort them when they are hurt, to entertain them, to find things for them, and to give them my undivided attention.
I am also surrounded by adults who have their own ideas about what I should be doing and how I should be using my time.
On top of this all, I have my own expectations of what I should be accomplishing each day.
And, far too often, I get tired. Like, REALLY tired.
I come from a family that prioritized hospitality. My Grandmas, my aunts, my mom – they invited people into their immaculately clean homes every Sunday afternoon to share a pot roast dinner and homemade pie for dessert.
Talk about a lot of pressure to live up to.
Looking at my mom’s hospitality, I can easily see that I don’t measure up. But, does that mean that I am failing in hospitality?
Nope! Because there are some secrets to hospitality that my momma didn’t tell me.