As a thirty-seven year old mom of young sons, I suddenly became a widow. Ahead of me was the biggest learning curve I had ever faced. Godly widowed women taught me how to trust God and eventually be content in Him. I discovered my place of service to other widows and here is some wisdom from their journeys:
In honor of National Parent’s Day on July 26th (can someone tell our kids this is a thing?), here’s a look back on life with littles. Don’t get me wrong, there are many fun things about having teens in the house - especially during the quarantine when we played games, worked puzzles and watched movies - and they can fix their own meals. But looking back, I feel nostalgia and love for that young mom in the trenches, falling into bed each night, having expended every ounce of physical and mental energy she had.
God cares about racism. As Christ’s followers, we should care. Our country has been confronted and forced to deal with the reality that prejudice, inequality, and racism still exist in 2020. As emotionally draining as it might be, we cannot simply go back to “normal,” because if normalcy includes injustice and oppression then we as God’s Church should desire something better--a community in which ALL people can flourish.
In case you missed it, there is a pandemic occurring right now. There are protests and riots in the streets of every state over police brutality and racial injustice. There are killer hornets in the Northwest that my friends and I are referring to as tracker jackers—a salute to Hunger Games, which doesn’t feel far off from the narrative of our world right now. Also, a protest has manifested in an autonomous zone in Seattle called CHAZ, declaring a police-free area of occupation. Australia is still recovering from the wildfires that ravaged its land earlier this year. It’s also an election year here in the States.
Not everyone gets the opportunity to see a picture of an earthly father who is loving and just. My family knows this well. I think I was about seven years old when my family went to Turner Falls for a fun day. We were walking along in some shallow water when my sister, who would've been about four years old at the time, stepped into a deep part and went right under water….
