Becoming Hope

Becoming Hope

We spent Thanksgiving in Missouri. We got to see family and long time friends. Our trip began with sunny warm weather where we were throwing the football around outside in shorts and t-shirts…let’s be honest, my kids only wear shorts…so this doesn’t seem to properly express the beauty and warmth of a Kansas City fall day…and then not many days later, our trip ended with 3 inches of snow in St. Louis. It was a beautiful time with people we love.

Between that first and last day, there were a lot of dark overcast days. It is inevitable this time of year, especially in the midwest.  

The End of Something

The End of Something

Last night I was laying down with my son Keating and we were both reading. 
Keating said, “can you believe I am on page 400 in my book?” 

First off, I don’t know if I have ever read a 400 page book…but heres to future goals.  

So I asked back, “how much do you have left?”

He replied with a sound of sadness in his voice, “30 pages…but I don’t want it to end.”

I get it.  There is something about reading an incredible book, or watching a great film, or TV series, or experiencing an unbelievable meal, or indescribable vacation…you don’t want it to end.

A Scenic Lookout

A Scenic Lookout

If you were at worship yesterday, I shared that Sarah’s Aunt and Uncle send Advent gifts every year to hang on a homemade calendar that we proudly display in our house.  Each year Sarah’s Aunt Linda and Uncle John send these gifts that we tie to each one of the corresponding numbers, we video our kids opening the gifts, and send the videos to Aunt Linda and Uncle John.  It’s a really fun thing to go back through our phone to the same date in previous years and see how much our boys have changed, see how different Sarah and my ever changing hair is, and all the different places we’ve lived in the past 11 years.  

We look back and we look forward each Advent.