Seeing My Children as My Neighbors
Not only are my children my neighbors, but they are some of the closest I will ever have. When else does your neighbor move into your spare bedroom?
Not only are my children my neighbors, but they are some of the closest I will ever have. When else does your neighbor move into your spare bedroom?
“First of all then, I urge that supplications, prayers, intercessions and thanksgivings be made for all people, for kings and all who are in high positions, that we may lead a peaceful and quiet life, godly and dignified in every way.”
Today on Rooted we are praying for our country and ourselves.
In this fraught and anxious season, when we are wearied by coronavirus, racial injustice, political division, and the rage and sadness of it all, we bear witness to the love of God when we obey the most difficult command of all.
In the absence of my father, on whom I had always depended for my spiritual, physical, and even emotional needs, I learned what it meant to find refuge in my Savior who loves me better than my earthly father ever could.
We don’t normally experience God as a pillar of fire, a cloud overshadowing a mountain, a voice from the heavens like thunder, or anything so spectacular as that. Most of the time, the faithfulness of God is more like oatmeal – easily forgettable, but utterly essential for life.
In this timely talk from our Rooted 2020 micro conference, Cameron Cole examines the value of pain and suffering in the lives of teenagers.
Open-handed faith acknowledges that our responsibility as a parent is not to follow some perfectly formulated equation that ensures a successful outcome, but it recognizes the need to trust fully and completely in God’s ultimate plan knowing that He is our child’s Creator.
Though we are made in God’s image, unlike Him, we are creatures locked in time. There are limits to our understanding. We are unable to know what we do not know. Full stop. And yet…