Family God Moments

Our Family’s Journey to Find God in the Everyday


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Rules: A love, hate relationship

I like rules. Rules tell me if I have met expectations, conformed with societal norms. My kids like rules – usually. Rules provide structure, keep them safe, help those little developing brains with messy decisions… “I want to make this unsafe choice on the playground. My friends will think it is cool. But my mom and dad would say no.

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One Voice, Loud Enough for All

During the past few weeks, the words “Reformation” and “Luther” actually made the mainstream headlines. That doesn’t happen very often! Stories of both history and hope for the future church were perhaps lost by some in the chaos of the media. Yet it was encouraging to see a theologian from the 1500’s scrolling the news feed! Continue reading


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Still Thirsty – need Deeper Roots!

Years ago I participated in an intensive small group study about faith – faith practices, understanding self, experiencing God in the everyday. After the class was done, I felt energized and committed to the discovery of God at work in the world. But as time passed, the excitement began to fade and I found myself desperate for that same kind of commitment through intentional, deep study. (See:  A Thirst for Deep Roots). Continue reading


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Finding Presence in ALL places

In a recent discussion with a coworker, I shared that I was taking online seminary classes and had just started a new course. We had been discussing his new graduate level business program, lamenting on the time and work involved. I think how great it is to have that phase of life behind me, and make the same statement I’ve made the last 9 years: “I’m done with graduate studies, I’ve studied for and passed all of the right exams. No more school for me!” Continue reading


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A Thirst for Deep Roots

In recent months my faith life felt stagnant. I felt a thirst for deepness, as if I had been simply skimming the surface. My connection to God was weak – like a phone call with a bad connection. I would catch myself blaming: I didn’t have time for the adult study I wanted, the sermons and scripture readings each Sunday did not speak to me.

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