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the pool with dad

the pool with dad

August 5, 2009March 26, 2016 stefanieboyce
Jayden and took Jut to his last day of free swim on Saturday. It was cold and rainy but Brayden was there so it was fun!

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New project. #handpaintedsigns #gathersign We question God's goodness and love for us when our circumstances get harder, don't we? I do. Funny how God is good when I'm feeling good and everything is going according to my plan. As if God's character is dependent on my feelings or circumstances. God is good no matter what. Even when life doesn't feel good. His character doesn't change when life gets tough or goes off our script. And believe it or not, He is good and loving even in our darkest pain. We can bank on that. I mean, who doesn't want a good God to cling to when the storms come and life seems a bit too heavy for us to bear alone? Phone rings while I'm shopping. Me: "hello...." Jut: "So Our 5 year old that shall remain nameless plugged the toilet. I tried to use the plunger but it didn't work, so I got the electric rooter (because of course we have one of those laying around) and put a hole through the toilet. You think you can grab a new toilet from Wal-Mart?" #wholenewmeaningtoblowout #goodthingwehavetwobathrooms This. Ever heard someone say faith is a journey? Like a relationship with God is this squiggly line of ups and downs, circles and lines we walk until we arrive at the pearly gates? Like when we get to heaven we stand there like a toddler, holding out this scribble that resembles a map to a buried treasure and ask God if we're in the right place. Me too. Before that, I thought it was straight. But then life happened. I found myself frustrated and feeling like a big failure because I wasn't further along in my "faith journey." More days than I wanted I found myself back at start. But lately, I'm discovering a new picture of faith. A circle. Every morning, we start at the beginning. We humble ourselves and realize we are nothing without God. Before we take our first step, we become grateful as we honor who Christ is. Then, we begin. We run, we work, we fail, we succeed, and we rest. The goal isn't the pearly gates, it's a hard days work. And then, we start all over tomorrow. I used to think faith was cumulative. That you got to start the next day where you left off, I think I was wrong. We start back at start each day. We can't run on yesterday's successes. Our quiet time today is only good for today. Our kindness today is only good for today. Tomorrow we start again so we stay dependent on Christ. He's a relational God. He wants to be with us every day. It's the same with everything in our lives. If we don't start fresh with the relationships in our life they become stale and hard. Begin again. It's an invitation. A fresh start is waiting. It's like freshman year all over again. A fresh, awkward start. Just how Jesus likes us. But don't think all is wasted. All the work, the training, it builds endurance. Just like exercise. Everyday we run makes tomorrow's run easier, longer, or faster. The more we don't run, the harder it is to run. Same with faith. Everyday there's a start line. And every day we finish right back at start. So start. Start today. Then start again tomorrow. The pearly gates have already been found. This bonfire symbolizes the power of Christ's redeeming work manifest. Everyone around the pit is still in the fire. Still being refined, still doubting, still fighting. Still seeking, still asking tough questions, still leaning on one another. That's the beauty of summer nights and bonfires: friendships. The proof that we are not alone in the suffering, or in the joy. “Dear friends, don’t be surprised at the fiery trials you are going through, as if something strange were happening to you. Instead, be very glad—for these trials make you partners with Christ in his suffering, so that you will have the wonderful joy of seeing his glory when it is revealed to all the world.” ‭‭1 Peter‬ ‭4:12-13‬ ‭NLT‬‬
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