rebelling against low expectations
Have you ever asked yourself that question, “What’s God’s will for my life?” For many of us, it’s a drastically important question that– for some reason– never seems to get a clear answer. We want so desperately to do what God wants us to do. We desire so deeply to follow His specific calling on our lives. But, we just don’t seem to get an answer. For so many this question has become a paralyzing...
Narnia seems like such a fun place. It’s a place I always wished was real so I could visit it. Who wouldn’t love talking beavers, centaurs, a sassy rodent who is an expert swordsman, and a touch of magic everywhere you looked? But in all of this, there is one thing that interests me even more; How time works in Narnia. Sure there are some weird things in the world of science. Light has momentum...
“Next episode playing in 15…14…13…” I turned my head to see my alarm clock across the room. The big red “2:00 am” glared at me through the darkness. I knew staying up late watching Netflix was a terrible habit. I knew I was gonna hate myself in the morning, but the distraction was too enticing at the moment. Besides, it wasn’t like I’d be able to sleep anyways. Tomorrow the cycle...
How often do you pause and imagine the day you’ll stand before God? Do you close your eyes and imagine a world with no anger, no bitterness, no sadness, no loneliness? Can you taste the sweetness of freedom? Can you feel life overflowing the cup of your soul? When your heart will realize that the war it has fought on Earth, the battles won and lost, are all over and done with forever? That you...
We see it all over the internet. “OMG! So cute!” “OMG! I cannot wait!” “OMG! Seriously?!” We picture 13-year-old girls texting friends, pink polished nails, skinny jeans, messy top knots. We think “total millennial!” We roll our eyes and laugh and talk in that annoying voice where everything ends in a question, “OMG?! Like totally?!” We...
“It’s like you’d rather be with your friends instead of your family.” Ouch. When my mom said this to me, I immediately switched into defense mode, ready to justify my actions. But could I? If I was honest, what would I say? Were my friends a greater priority? Would I trade time with my family for time with my friends Did I really turn my brothers away so I could text my friends? Did I ignore my...
I paused as I read the post. It asked, “How do you describe a Christian? I’m asking because I think I have a different definition than many of you.” I clicked to see the comments, morbidly convinced I was about to witness a full-out brawl between different denominations, or the putting forth and praising of strange cult-like beliefs. But there wasn’t. Each person described what...
“Mom, about my birthday…” I start. “No need to worry!” she replies. “Your father and I have something special in mind.” “Um…” I think back to my last surprise birthday the two of them planned. It involved a GPS which thought we were in the middle of Afghanistan (no kidding) and climbing 45 degree inclines in 90 degree weather (in “autumn”). She must sense my concern, because her expression...
The coffee is steaming hot, its fragrant aroma wafting up to shake the cobwebs out of your brain. Pale morning light filters in the window as you sit down with your Bible and a notebook. Or maybe it’s late at night, and you have your study materials spread out on the bed in front of you for a good half hour of studying before you go to sleep. What now? Before you do anything else—before you dig...
If you’re anything like me—or, in fact, like most humans alive—you’re a questioner. You see something new, something that doesn’t jive with the images you’ve carefully collected in your mind, and you latch onto it. This desire to know and understand grabs a hold of you and you question this new thing, pick it apart, until you have it satisfactorily figured out and can add it to your worldview...
rebelling against low expectations
