The Blessing Box: Cultivating Gratefulness All Year Long

“I’m writing a note to God,” my preschooler announces proudly. She thoughtfully scribbles her message on a 3×5 card, then opens the hinged lid of our ”Blessing Box” and adds her note to the jumbled mess of index cards. It looks disorderly, even confusing, but to me it’s a beautiful mess.  Each of those mismatched … Continue reading The Blessing Box: Cultivating Gratefulness All Year Long

Slowing Down

Saturday is our family’s favorite day of the week. From Sunday through Friday, we’re busy with school, work, church, sports, music, playdates, and the general busyness which accompanies family life. But on Saturday, we take a breath.  We eat waffles for breakfast and the kids listen to radio adventures on a local Christian station. Most … Continue reading Slowing Down

Ministry That Doesn’t Look Like Ministry

"Alleluia. Alleluia!" The words of our song echoed through the Russian cathedral. We stood in the balcony, enraptured by the polished beauty surrounding us. We were playing tourist that day, taking time off in the middle of a mission trip to Siberia. Our team didn't plan on singing. There was no audience, at least no … Continue reading Ministry That Doesn’t Look Like Ministry

Memorable Mealtimes

“I’m glad we eat together as a family,” said my pre-teen daughter as she served up a second helping. Her comment warmed my heart. I, too, love our shared moments around the table. Sometimes they’re rushed as we squeeze in a meal before Wednesday night AWANA or some other obligation. But most often, our dinners … Continue reading Memorable Mealtimes

The Journal

Friendship. 

It’s one of the greatest joys and most profound responsibilities of parenting. We have the privilege of cultivating relationships with the children God has given to us.

Read the rest of this article at In The Quiver, where I’m guest posting today – sharing a conversation-sparking tradition that spans three generations. Please stop by for a visit and join the conversation!

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Something shimmery caught my eye as I entered the room. An iridescent journal lay on my bed. I smiled.

This is no ordinary journal–it’s an ongoing conversation. My tween daughter and I take turns writing notes to each other and then leaving the journal on the other person’s bed.

My own mom started this journaling tradition years ago when I was single and traveling the country with a ministry team. She gave me a new journal, inscribed with these words, “I thought it would be fun to write in this journal and send it back and forth. It seems like it would be a neat ‘keepsake.’”

Keepsake it is. Fifteen years later, I still treasure the record of words mailed back and forth across the country. She wrote about my little sister getting braces, described trips she and my dad took and expressed her surprise over my unexpected visit home…

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