Posts about Spiritual Health (3)

Have you every felt like you have been dealing with something in your life that you just couldn’t get away from?

Parents, it’s that time again – time for school supply shopping. Colorful store displays and flashy sales try to trick us into thinking this is the most wonderful time of the year. And it works through elementary school, maybe. But eventually the thrill of new folders and a fresh box of crayons wears off, and we groan along with our kids at the supply list that signals the ending of summer.

“Meaningless! Meaningless!” says the Teacher. “Utterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless.” (Ecclesiastes 1:2)

[As seen in the Epoch Times] As parents, we’re all aware of the overwhelming pull on our kids toward social media. Trying to keep up with a few apps for friends, a couple for sports, one for school, and a few for trends has the potential to leave little time for any other type of interaction. And if we’re not careful, our kids will suffer for it.

[As seen in the Christian Post] Home is a word we either love or wish we did. It is different than “house.” It’s less of a transactional encounter and evokes an invitation to be cared for and made comfortable. Perhaps it’s that same care and comfort that make hospitality such a profoundly impactful practice.

Physical Hydration We have officially made it to summer and the heat that comes with it. Spending time in the sun, especially if we are active, requires more water to stay hydrated. Even mild dehydration can cause headaches, fatigue, or dizziness. The key is to hydrate in advance, which requires intentionality.

Most of us grew up reciting the Pledge of Allegiance in school or at functions where our nation’s flag is displayed. But do we appreciate the origins of those words? On this Flag Day (June 14th), let’s pause to consider the history of the pledge, as well as the two little words that make all the difference.

[As appeared on Crosswalk.com] I didn’t know him, but he knew me – or he thought he did. The two of us stood a few yards apart at the church basketball court, waiting on our kids to finish up a quick post-service game. He came over and introduced himself, a Bible app clearly pulled up on his phone. A few minutes later, I was blinking back tears and struggling to breathe.