A Place to Play
Children seem naturally good at play. I love watching them with the bubbles at the 9:01 service on the lawn. But somewhere along the way to adulthood, many of us lose that sense of playfulness.
Children seem naturally good at play. I love watching them with the bubbles at the 9:01 service on the lawn. But somewhere along the way to adulthood, many of us lose that sense of playfulness.
In her book “Reclaiming Rest: The Promise of Sabbath, Solitude, and Stillness in a Restless World,” author Kate Rademacher shares her journey of trying to “keep the Sabbath.”
Children today have more toys than children in previous generations. But they are not more playful! In his book “Play-full Life: Slowing Down and Seeking Peace,” author Jaco Hamman describes the barriers to a playful life and also the spiritual benefits of becoming play-full in the whole of our lives, not just in brief snippets of recreation.
When I was young and single, people would tell me that when you marry, you don’t just marry the man but you marry his family as well. I didn’t believe it.
When you see a person on the street corner holding a cardboard sign, you are confronted with the housing crisis. Is there enough room in the shelter tonight? Is that person couch surfing with relatives?
We’re keeping summer simple—in the best way. Join us for a series of easy, welcoming evenings filled with good food, laughter, and time together.
When I was leading the young adult ministry at our church, I tried to convince all the 20-somethings to sit together in the front pews to provide good visibility for other young guests at worship.
My mother-in-law used to say, “I take photos at family gatherings because I’m too nervous during the event to enjoy it.” After it was over, she could look back at the photos and truly savor the joy of laughter, conversation, eating pie and cookies with the whole family gathered under one roof.
“Can that wall come down?” “I don’t know, is it load-bearing?” Whether you are remodeling a church classroom or a home kitchen, you have to watch out for the load-bearing walls.
With the college basketball season officially over, I was thinking back to a renewed rivalry this past season that in the end didn’t get much traction: the MU/KU game last fall. That rivalry is in some ways like many others: North Carolina/Duke or Louisville/Kentucky.
I’m still recovering from Easter. Not just from the festivities of the day which were grand, not just from the spiritual journey through Lent and Holy Week.
Country Club Christian Church is pleased to host a discussion series designed to educate the community about the affordable housing initiative.
Outside my office window, the crimson and magenta azaleas bloom, and the red bud trees blossom. (I wonder why they are not called purple buds?) They look like they are just poised to open up on Easter Sunday.
I took Mom and Dad, 88 and 89 respectively, to buy new cell phones. We spent two hours in the store before we realized we needed some passwords safely stored back at the house.
The word “Lent” means “lengthen” and is often associated with the longer days of Springtime. Historically, Christians have asked themselves to stretch spiritually during this season, either by denying themselves some ordinary pleasure or adding some edifying practice such as prayer.