Learning to Ride

Learning to Ride

I don’t really remember learning how to ride a bike. I have vague memories of being in front of our house on our dead-end street, trying short distances with no training wheels… and then, suddenly, I could do it.

Years later, at Christmas with Sarah’s family, her brother Josh had bought a kid’s bike for our nephew and was removing the pedals. I didn’t understand why, but apparently, there was a growing idea that if we teach kids to ride a bike without focusing on pedaling, they will find their balance naturally as they coast. Then you add the pedals back on, and suddenly they can ride.

Years later again, when we had kids, we lived in Dallas on very busy streets. Our kids got bikes for Christmas, but we never felt good about trying to teach them to ride without training wheels because everywhere we went… there were so many cars and people.

We Can Do Hard Things

We Can Do Hard Things

A few years ago we went to Italy and my kids, who already loved pasta, became even more infatuated with it.  Most of us eat the store bought kind…but once you have real, homemade fresh pasta…it’s really hard to go back.  So a few months back, they wanted to make some homemade pasta.  We didn’t have a proper roller, but we made it work anyway.  Then for Christmas we got a pasta maker and my kids have been working on creating unbelievable homemade pasta.

Making homemade pasta isn’t incredibly hard, it just takes a bit of time and effort.

I once was congratulating a friend for getting their PHD and they said all it is, is having Patience, Humility, and Discipline.

I’m sure it’s more than that…and I don’t think that’s what PHD stands for, but I haven’t looked into it.

Tension During The Holidays

Tension During The Holidays

In our house, we experience “tension” this time of year. This tension arises because it’s early November. We’ve just had Halloween, All Saints’ Day, and Veterans Day. We still have pumpkins everywhere, cinnamon muffins, and lovely fall décor…and yet four-fifths of my family (including Brittany, our dog) are ready to barrel toward Christmas.

I am not in the majority here.

As a kid, we often went to Colorado for Thanksgiving, packing all our Christmas albums. On the way out, we’d listen to all sorts of different music. But on the way back? It was Christmas music all the way. It was so ingrained in me to wait—Santa passing by Macy’s on Thanksgiving morning was the official green light for Christmas. To skip over Thanksgiving feels like bypassing a rich tradition that deserves its moment.

Half The Conversation

Half The Conversation

Several years ago, Sarah and I shared one account for our phones.  That way we could share music and pictures and everything else stored on our phones…to be honest, we didn’t realize almost two decades ago that all of our life would be on our phones…that didn’t even occur to us.  
The problem with sharing one account is, occasionally, for no reason we completely understood, some of our texts, calendars, emails and other things would show up on the other persons phone without going through a series of menu options to change that or stop it from happening.

We maybe didn’t send the initial text or send the initial email or initial calendar invite and yet, we had this bit of information that was intended for someone else and we were seriously confused.

Have you ever tried to understand a conversation with only reading one side of it?  
Whether it is sitting there listening to someone talk on their phone, but have no idea what the person on the other end is saying.  
It is very confusing.

Trespasses and Debts

Trespasses and Debts

The other day we were at our kitchen table and I asked who wanted to pray before breakfast on Sabbath.  My son, Keating, said, “I will”.  He then launched into The Lord’s Prayer.  The whole thing…

“Our Father…Thy Kingdom come, they will be done…Forgive us our trespassesas we forgive those who trespass against us…”

He ended and we all said, “Amen.”

He then started again…

“Our Father…Thy Kingdom come, thy will be done…Forgive us our debts as we forgive our debtors…”

My son, prayed The Lord’s Prayer twice, so that he could include two of the predominant ways people say that prayer in the Christian tradition.  How ecumenical and welcoming he is.