In the culture we live in, there seems to be these expectations that when we hit this certain age a big milestone needs to happen. Each age starts to have this label we need to reach. For example, at eighteen you go to college, then you get a job, find a spouse, buy a house, have children, get a promotion, buy a bigger house, etc. Society has turned our lives into checklists that never appears to be fully completed. The list of the culture's expectations never really go away, so as we start to get older we slowly turn our lives into disappointment. We are convinced we will never reach our personal goals, plainly because we are too busy trying to check off all the things from our life’s check
As I sat atop the grassy hill overlooking the choppy lake with the sun brightly overhead, I watched as Gia faced off against one of life’s most arduous challenges. The hill. To the unobservant and less coordinated, the hill is an obstacle that tests both your adaptability, perseverance, and sheer control over mind and body. Gia is poorly equipped for all aspects of the hill. With unwavering determination (or perhaps utter obliviousness) she wills herself to the task. The first few steps down the gentle slope land Gia quite squarely on all fours. Back up she goes though. Several more steps and she’s back to the ground. This process repeated more times than is reasonable to recount. But finall
If you're as immature as I am, you may have had a little laugh at that title. But we aren't talking about that; we're talking about how that simple word, so short, can bring so much hope and understanding to so many. A continuation to a story, consequence, or quote, this word can flip a negative connotation to a positive. It is such a beautiful word to hear (in most cases) in the Word, so let's look at a few. “...in which you once walked according to the course of this world, according to the prince of the power of the air, the spirit who now works in the sons of disobedience, among whom also we all once conducted ourselves in the lusts of our flesh, fulfilling the desires of the flesh and o
The weather was very nice the other day, so I decided to join my parents in an attempt to tame some of the more unruly bushes that line the front of the house. My mom had an electric hedge-trimmer that she was using on some of the smaller-branched plants in order to reshape the wild edges, and my dad was using an electric chainsaw to fight back the larger branches. Both of these tools, being electric, required extension cords to connect them to an outlet. As I contributed by collecting all of the pieces that they cut, I noticed with growing anxiety my mom getting dangerously close to cutting her own cord with each wave of her hedge-trimmer. I pointed out to her this potential hazard and deci
