How Do We Measure?

How Do We Measure?

A few weeks ago, our son Foster was under the weather.  Nothing terrible or wildly concerning.  Just an unusually high temp and small cough.  We did all the tests and everything came back negative.  Most days he would act totally fine, but then get worn down and still have a fever.  Fortunately it was a holiday weekend, so he didn’t miss as much school, but he had still been home, sick for almost a full week.  Rotating fever reducers, giving him electrolyte filled drinks with soups and orange juice.  Every time we’d take his temp, it was constantly bouncing around in the 100’s.  As a parent, you start to wonder…am I doing something wrong?  

Will our life ever get back to a normal rhythm?  

Will we be making soups and orange juice for this kid forever?  

Parking During A Holy Week

Parking During A Holy Week

Sometimes it seems like it is feast or famine.

It is all or nothing.

It is chaos or calm.

This is Holy Week. A week that is set apart, a week that is specifically set aside to reflect upon what happened 2000 years ago in Jerusalem. A week with high highs and low lows.

During a week that is so big, that is so full, that we see so much of what God has done and is doing, it is also a week where we have so many people in town.

It is a bit of a feast, a bit of chaos, a bit of everything.

What I Notice.

What I Notice.

I recently started working out again. I go through seasons of running or working out regularly and then I take breaks. I have lots of good excuses I tell myself in those seasons of not being as active…but that’s really all they are…just excuses. Other things take my time and attention, things that I think are priority float to the top of my to do list and caring for my health takes a back seat.