Category Archives: Comforts and Calls

Tonight’s Specials

“You weep now, are often in tears, tears of repentance, tears of sympathy; you are of them that mourn in Zion. But blessed are you; your present sorrows are no prejudices to your future joy, but preparatories for it: You shall laugh. You have triumphs in reserve; you are but sowing in tears, and shall shortly reap in joy,’’ Ps. 126:5-6. They that now sorrow after a godly sort are treasuring up comforts for themselves, or, rather, God is treasuring up comforts for them; and the day is coming when their mouth shall be filled with laughing and their lips with rejoicing, Job. 8:2 ” -Matthew Henry on Luke 6:21

At times that I’ve been in tears for either myself or others (which seems to exponentially increase with each passing year), the Lord has used many talks and books and sermons to direct my mind to comfort my soul. These 3 particularly come to mind tonight. Might I recommend:

Christ’s Loneliness and Ours – Spurgeon

Is Your Church a Safe Place for Sad People?  -Nancy Guthrie

The Knowledge of the Holy – A.W. Tozer

Hugging the Porcupine


alice and nellieIf Chuck-E-Cheese would not cost me a small fortune both in game tokens and hand-sanitizer, I would take my kids there from sheer nostalgia. I used to love skee ball, and race car games, and tickets and Chinese yo-yos. And I really loved whack-a-mole. Ask my dad about my quick hands. I could nail those suckers as fast as I could pinch my sister without getting caught.

I find that I am not nearly so skilled at real life whack-a-mole however. No matter which need I am beating down another one seems to pop up elsewhere.  Is my house clean? School is probably not done and I’m over budget on take-out. Am I helping a friend? Doubtless, I haven’t called my sister in a month and my kids have had too much screen time. Am I teaching a class well? We’ve likely skipped date night and I am sleeping in.

For a while I react by whacking faster, harder, and with reckless abandon . Everyone knows indecision spells doom and at least I’m hitting something, right? While this strategy may work for little felt-covered, metal moles that indiscriminately give tickets, the needs of real life need prioritizing. Continue reading

Christ Colored Glasses


Once upon a time, I had an idea to start a blog for my kids. It was to be a place for them to practice writing and worldview discernment and have fun. It totally bombed. But, it was not for naught.

Even though my hygienist recently missed my grey streak and thought I was a college student (may she be blessed forever), I actually have a middle-schooler. She has some worldview homework due for co-op and tada! the blog came in handy after all. I had already written an explanation for students. It’s off the beaten path on this blog, but we’ll give it a go- a post for kids :

What are Christ Colored Glasses? Continue reading

Worldview Through Literature’s My Favorite

maggie in a treeSchool is off to a good start in our house. Maybe for the first time ever, we’ve hit a sweet spot of rigor and fun. Since all great literature aims to “teach and to delight” studying worldview through literature together is my favorite.

A few years ago, I got to help start a co-op with this very emphasis. I wrote the following vision statement for my class. I hope however you school your kids, you’ll make time for rollicking good book discussion. It pairs well with candy and tickle parties.

Why study worldview?

In his book, The Universe Next Door, James W. Sire defines a worldview as:  “a commitment, a fundamental orientation of the heart, that can be expressed as a story or in a set of presuppositions (assumptions which may be true, partially true, or entirely false) which we hold (consciously or subconsciously, consistently or inconsistently) about the basic constitution of reality, and that provides the foundation in which we live and move and have our being.”

The more consciously and consistently we understand our own presuppositions and those of our neighbors, the more precisely we will be able to bring the Scriptures to bear on each other’s hearts and bring good news to the lost.

Why study worldview through literature?

Most often a person’s worldview is not held out to us in the form of tidy propositions.  Instead we are often sifting through the stories of life to understand what a person functionally believes about reality.  Literature, like life, is expressed in many forms.  The trained eye will be able to see content through those forms in order to most accurately apply and communicate biblical reality.  A good story allows the student a vicarious experience before experiencing it in real life.  In other words, it’s good practice.

This practice also teaches the student of literary analysis, discernment.  When well trained to decipher meaning through form, one will not be readily fooled by beautiful sounding rhetoric.  The thoughtful critic will be able to articulate the truth value of a story that is written, told, or even lived well.

God has revealed himself to us through literature.  The bible makes use of many forms of artistic language and rhetoric. Words are part of his creation for us to use to take dominion, to enjoy, to know our maker and savior, and to give him praise.

*Some information is based on:
Tapestry of Grace. Poetics. Kingsport: Lampstand Press, 2013. Digital

Have Mercy on ME!


Sometimes when I am listening to the “she said, she said,” of the day, I daydream about how to apply Jethro’s advice to Moses in my home. Are there judges for hire instead of babysitters?  Don’t I have better things to do than to rule on whether or not referring to a fellow person as “Taco Sally” was meant to incite rage or giggles? Probably not.

What better way to spend my time than peacemaking. It is, after all, a fundamental characteristic of being a child of God. I spend so much time dealing with sisters (and on more rare occasions their brother) sinning against each other, I went to the oft quoted Matthew 18 passage that addresses just that topic.  Of course the way to peace is forgiveness.  I wrote down my observations about forgiveness in a brainstorm:

Forgiveness from Matthew 18 is:

  1. To be given repeatedly.
  2. Not to be withheld.
  3. Does not demand payment, but incurs debt.
  4. Secured by Christ either through his blood or his judgement in hell.
  5. Comparatively small to our own need for it.
  6. Seeks opportunity to be given. (i.e. does not wait idly for an apology)
  7. Fruit looks like it being given to others.
  8. Leaves safety to bring back the one in danger.
  9. Increases in intensity (e.g. witnesses) as it seeks to have victory.
  10. Hateful of sin and wants to see it cut off.
  11. Evidence that we have been forgiven.
  12. Undeserved.
  13. Accompanied by pity.
  14. From the heart.

I came away with a renewed sense that to gain another person by forgiveness is a privilege. To forgive our brother from our heart is to understand God’s world and our place in it rightly. And it’s not just for my kids’ skirmishes.

I’ve had this post sitting in my drafts for a month now, not sure how to finish it. Here are some thoughts about forgiveness, but how do we do it? And why is it so hard sometimes?  Yesterday, I had a lovely talk with some ladies about what it means to be the chief of sinners. It means to compare ourselves to the holiness of God, and to see grace upon grace to our undeserving souls. It is to know that there is no sinner, not Cain, or Job’s friends, not Judas, or Paul, or Hitler, or Stalin, not your gossiping friend, or your adulterous husband, that you are not capable of becoming were it not for the sovereign grace of God working in you. This is where the work of forgiveness really begins. It starts with, “Lord have mercy on me!”

Sell It All

horses in a line“Whether it be a brief, single encounter or the daily fellowship of years, Christian community is only this. We belong to one another only through and in Jesus Christ. What does this mean? It means, first, that a Christian needs others because of Jesus Christ. It means, second, that a Christian comes to others only through Jesus Christ. It means, third, that in Jesus Christ we have been chosen from eternity, accepted in time, and united for eternity.” (Bonhoeffer, “Life Together”)

Unity is God’s desire for the church. Jesus prays and pays for it, Paul pleads for it, the Spirit works for it. Christian relationships are not primarily built around our personalities, our shared interests, or our commiserations. I have spent a good deal of time lately thinking on where I get hung up on turning relationships away from Christ and toward myself.  There are MANY places, but I thought I’d share a few places I’ve found freedom:

  • Secure identity in Christ alone. (Gal 2:20) This is the big one that the others flow from. It is true that we need to depend on other people and that Christ uses the body as a means to sanctify us, but we also work, and think, and die alone. Our salvation is both a group project and it is Christ’s personal application of his blood to individuals. While we need the church and friends, our position in justification rests squarely and only on Christ. Our true need, to be made right with God, is met by Christ, and his church exists to give him glory and remind each other about him, not about each other. Whenever we need ultimate affirmation that we are ok, (i.e. justification) from other people we will become oppressive in those relationships, demanding another sinner die for us. But of course, only Christ, the God-Man, has died the satisfactory death we need.
  • Honesty. When we are secure in Christ, we are free to be totally honest. We are free to take ourselves before the Scriptures and consider our ways and our heart according to his law. And when we are examined by others, our answers are not filtered through how we fear the other person might misunderstand us or even use our honesty against us. We are free to say what is true about our sin and Christ’s forgiveness and leave it at that. One of my biggest fears is that if I confess sin or even where I disagree with someone, they won’t understand the nuances or the complexity of my heart and that I will be locked in to that identity forevermore. And the thing is, it will happen. People will use my honesty in a dishonest way (and I’ll do that to others), but that is to be entrusted to the one who judges justly (1 Pet 2:23). When I try to answer in such a way to stay out of trouble then I am robbing myself of the opportunity to confess sin to the body and be healed (James 5:16).
  • Cheerful giving. Identify with Christ in his relational sufferings. We have not suffered pain or injustice that he has not carried and been victorious over. He has known loneliness, being lied to, his love spurned, his person misunderstood, oppression, relational misunderstanding. We are privileged to be worthy to suffer after our Master.Similarly, Christ has been tempted in every way we are yet without sin (Heb 4:15). We are not just victims of others relational ineptitude, we are predators. I am clumsy at best, often defensive and self-protecting, and at worst looking for my own glory in relationships. And here again Christ has both felt the struggle and conquered for us. He sympathizes with our weakness. Because of his suffering, dying, and living for us, we are free to give ourselves cheerfully, not under compulsion (Philemon 14). He is the one worthy to open the scrolls and judge, we don’t have to keep track of fair and unfair. We get to just give what we have received with a happy, thankful heart.
  • Relationship trouble is sanctifying for all parties. Some of the times I’ve come closest to giving up on a relationship is when I am convinced that another person’s goals for me are just not something I’m interested in and that all the strife is a waste of time. But then I remember that maybe I’m not the only one being sanctified in the situation. Our God is efficient in his work and is likely working something out of them too. It could be at times that my job is to stand firm, cheerfully, honestly, confidently in Christ, and lovingly firm.

Unity is a word that people love to attach themselves to without much thought. But Christian unity requires counting the cost. To be united to each other we must be united through Christ, first and last. And that means death, to sin and self. And death can get expensive.

But Jesus rose on the first day of the week, and so it also means life, a glorious resurrected, paid for life where we will relate intimately and without fear to Jesus and his saints for all eternity. Go sell all you have, He is worthy.

Trickle Down Stressonomics

photo (2)May is the time of year to plan for the next.  School has wrapped up, and like grocery shopping on a full stomach is wise, so it is to make next year’s decisions while the fatigue is fresh. I generally start with a vision renewal- a “wait, what was I doing in here again?” kind of reflection.  Then after a little refresher on the big picture of the glories of providing my kids with a custom-made, Christian education I feel revived to get back to the guts of it.

The process generally looks like asking myself several questions regarding the value ratio of the last year’s choices. I compare the time, effort, financial costs to the critical thinking and social-relational benefits earned. I ask my friends what they’ve learned or plan to do differently.  And I look to successful school models to tweak and borrow ideas from. One of my favorite models is Logos School in Moscow, Idaho, a classical Christian school started by a man whose principles, methods, and fruit I admire.

This year while I looked through the elementary curriculum, I took notice that this school, started by one man’s vision, is now run and operated by many other like-minded people. Even more impressive than the 6th grade literature list, is the study in good leadership that the school exemplifies.

We are all leaders in one role or another and my dad would say, “Leadership leads whether it wants to or not.” Our vision or lack of, our joy or stress, our enthusiasm or boredom will overflow and trickle down the path of least resistance- those under our care and influence.

Planning for next year, curriculum and activity choices are important, but the best cost-benefit ratio to me and my husband, children, and friends, is to spend myself on my personal holiness. M’Cheyene’s appeal to fellow pastors easily applies to anyone in a position of influence:

“Study universal holiness of life. Your whole usefulness depends on this, for your sermons last but an hour or two; your life preaches all the week. If Satan can only make a covetous minister a lover of praise, of pleasure, of good eating, he has ruined your ministry. Give yourself to prayer, and get your texts, your thoughts, your words from God.”

The best plan in the world void of God will be a waste of life and worthy of His wrath. Without gospel hope, I will carry out all plans seething with stress. I will slop this mess over onto my kids, teaching them that learning is pressurized and joy is passively had in fleeting pleasures and performances. So I must fight the right fight. That I will overflow is a given, part of how God made the world.  I can’t stop the trickle so I will fill myself with God. Through his word and prayer He will spill his blood on me and fill me with himself and then I will be blessed to spill his work on those around me.

You Can’t Call Your Kids “Further Up and Further In” from Behind

This photo has nothing to do with this post.  But only proves that summer exists.  Won't that be nice?

This photo has nothing to do with this post.  But is does prove that summer has existed once, and if once, perhaps it will visit us again sometime.

I have a tricky relationship with sugar.  Or really it’s not tricky, I would just prefer to eat like a 6-year-old who gets paid in Sweet-tarts for working in the Snickers factory.   We swim in the white stuff in this time and place; the only natural shorelines are body image and health. Vanity is no godly motivator, though looking your best is not sin. And we live in a culture obsessed with health and safety, which of course reacting to by reckless living would be foolish.   I rebel against an asceticism that will not change the heart, and yet I take that too far to rationalize my own indulgence.  So maybe it is a bit tricky or more biblically put, requires wisdom.

All that to say, I committed this week to 6 days without desserts or snacks.  Self-denial is not my strength. Give me an action or inflict pain and I’ll take it like a woman, but ask me to wait without… NO!!  Anything but that!

So why torture myself in this way?  First, to gain the perspective that this hardly qualifies for torture. I have much to be thankful for.  Second, because self-control is a fruit of the Spirit that overflows to all of my life and produces more worship to its rightful Owner.  And third, because I have little people following me whose spiritual senses have barely tasted the sweet fruit of righteous living, but who increasingly face the bitter enticements of the world.

I think one of the most legitimate frustrations kids can feel is knowing that the parents who are to lead them can not say “follow,” but instead insist on “you go first.”  It’s pretty sick when you think about it- burdening a child with a weight you won’t carry.  Or I’m often guilty of the reverse- we’ll all just stay down here and wallow together.

In order to lead our kids, we have to go first.  This week, I’m tasting what I haven’t for too long, the hard fight of self-discipline.  And the result so far has surprised me.  I am calling my kids to higher standards with more mercy because I know the climb is grueling, but I can also assure them the view is worth it.  You can’t call someone further up and further in from behind.

And Be Thankful


We had a lovely dinner with good friends tonight.  The kind where the food was great and the company even better.   We talked the gamut of topics and for a while landed on thankfulness, that familiar platitude we teach our kids to say and sign our messages with.  But though the phrase is frequent, the virtue can be hard to come by.

I read somewhere recently of a pastor visiting the US from a developing country, and when pressed to give one constructive criticism of Americans he said, “I think, because you have so much, you complain so much.”  Ouch.  Our sin is always more obvious to those around us, and we’ve just been called out for entitlement.  What are we to do?

Be thankful.  I didn’t come up with that solution.  You can’t get through many pages of the Bible without running into some variation of the command to be thankful.  As my friend pointed out, in just 3 verses in Colossians we are called to be thankful 3 times!  God is never redundant; he is kind to make sure we get what we need for life and godliness.

And let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, to which indeed you were called in one body. And be thankful. Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly, teaching and admonishing one another in all wisdom, singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, with thankfulness in your hearts to God.  And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him. Col 3:15-17

What are we to be thankful for? Well, everything.  Have you ever thanked God that your orange comes in a protective peel until it’s ready to be eaten and then it’s already pre-divided into bite size slices?  It’s amazing!  Do you thank God for your shoes or for your bed that you spend most of your time in either one or the other? Are you thankful for medicine and science?  For grocery stores and pre-butchered chickens?

How about for the freedom to worship with hundreds of fellow believers on Sunday morning?  Are you thankful for singing?  For the word of Christ to flow out of you so gently that even your admonishments can be sung?  It’s hard to be harsh with a thankful heart.

Are you thankful for the Bible?  I love the book of Ezekiel.  I’m thankful for the poetry and the imagery, and for the intense picture of God’s wrath.  (I’ve not always been able to say that.)   I’m thankful for the affection for Christ that swells into my heart when after my stomach starts to turn and my jaw clenches and my knees shake because I don’t deserve to escape,  I remember that Jesus sweat blood and drank the cup of God’s wrath for me.  He was forsaken, he suffered, he died, the righteous for the unrighteous to bring us to God (1 Peter 3).

Therein lies the basis of all thankfulness.  As Pastor Jason reminded us Sunday, grace then obedience, grace then obedience.  When we draw from the filled well of His grace, we will find ourselves pulling up buckets of thankfulness.

Little Van Tils

pile-upWho has time to blog with all these cuties to raise?  I sure haven’t lately.  But, I bet the laundry can wait another day (it has heartily survived several already) to send out a little encouragement today.

Born out of my own waning motivation to think hard lately, I fought back by picking up Van Til’s pamphlet, “Why I Believe in God.”  It got the blood flowing again.  I highly recommend the read. It’s potent enough to stimulate brain activity and short enough for a busy mom.   The pamphlet is a response to Bertrand Russell’s “Why I Am Not a Christian,” in which Van Til does not set out to show that Christianity is merely reasonable or more probable, but boldly asserts, “unless you believe in God you can logically believe in nothing else.”   It’s important stuff to think about- worship and obedience provoking stuff.

And an application I found along the way was a reminder not to waste my time with my kids.  As parents we’re having to constantly go between our wide angle lens and our zoom, aren’t we? And sometimes we get caught up in the details. Especially with school, I have settled into a rut of, “finish your math problems, read your science book, check, check, check, check,” missing opportunities  to preach the grandeur of our Creator.  As we fly through our checklists week by week, I’m reminded that time is short and a little dull. But when I look up to behold our God, I’m reminded that our time is but a vapor, I have no time for twaddle, and that we are privileged to have a lasting mission in a grand adventure.  I want more than top ACT scores and college acceptance letters. I want little Van Tils.

“In it [his Christian school]  I learned that my being saved from sin and my belonging to God made a difference for all that I knew or did. I saw the power of God in nature and His providence in the course of history. That gave the proper setting for my salvation, which I had in Christ. In short, the whole wide world that gradually opened up for me through my schooling was regarded as operating in its every aspect under the direction of the all-powerful and all-wise God whose child I was through Christ. I was to learn to think God’s thoughts after him in every field of endeavor.”
-Van Til from Why I Believe in God