Let us run with patience the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus…
(Hebrews 12:1-2)
I did not expect to be mentally ambushed by this song when I began to sing it with Anina, but that’s exactly what happened to me on line 3 as I sang “By His hands we all are fed.”
Why did Allen’s simple story impact my life? I wonder now if it had something to do with his character. He hadn’t prepared a speech to sway people. He wasn’t looking for votes. I don’t even think he was trying to prove he was right. He was just telling what God had done for them.
One practical tip to transform your Thanksgiving table by truly thanking God for this food.
I remember being astonished that Jackie Kennedy ordered bread flown fresh from Paris every day (I believe this was after the White House years). But the truth is, there are a lot of people in the world who would probably view our Thanksgiving habits in much the same way that I view Jackie Kennedy’s fresh bread habits.
“You should carry a gun.” My neighbor spoke the words at my kitchen table, above her cup of Sweet & Spicy tea. It was after nine at night. Anina was in bed, and Marnell was in his office. Our neighbor had stepped down the street to talk for a bit.
I mentioned in my Tuesday email newsletter (you can subscribe below if you haven’t already) that I have a memory of my Mom singing the
People say life comes at you in stages. You don’t start parenting with five children. First you have one and shudder to imagine what it would be like to have three. Then you have three and that feels doable but now you gape in disbelief at people with eight. People also say the most difficult point is three children. Under these pleasant delusions I entered the summer of 2016 in confidence.
