Sometimes, what sounds like a good idea is actually divine inspiration. I honestly didn’t want to join our church’s “Read Through the Bible in 1 Year” plan. I prefer reading shorter amounts and spending more time focusing on them, but I wanted to support what the church was doing and I believe in the value of reading through Scripture.
When I think back to New Year’s Eve 2019, it feels like another lifetime. Had you shown me a picture of people shopping while wearing masks and face shields, I might have assumed it was a scene from a sci-fi movie. Mention spending months in quarantine, worshipping via Live Stream, navigating Zoom meetings and Easter at home, and I might have assumed the world was coming to an end.
We have so much information at our fingertips that it is overwhelming. It is hard for me to think this is best for our mental health to have access to all the devastation, all at once, at any given time. It is difficult to stay grounded in Truth when we are bombarded with constant news of destruction, pain, loss, etc.
I remember clearly how the conversation started, “But where will we go live after court?” Our children had lived with my husband and I for six months before their adoption was finalized. That was the standard amount of time prior to finalizing an adoption in Oklahoma. We let them know from day 1 that they were ours, we were family, their new last name was Wilsie. We even had their new last names on the stickers they wore at church, identifying them as ours, from the very beginning. But finally, after six months we were going to court to legally change their last name to match ours. So we wanted to explain this to them to prep them for the day.
