I’m sitting in the doctor’s office. An all too familiar sight reminiscent of the of the hardest summer of my life. We spent about eight weeks of summer with anywhere between 2-4 doctor’s appointments. Pediatrician. Neurology. Two Behaviorists. Therapist. Psychiatrist. All of this and still very few answers and solutions. This is parenting. We’re on a journey, and like any good journey, things just take time. My tidal waves of emotion consist of frustration trying to get my kids the help they need, and the strange internal conflict that my greatest joy in life is also my greatest challenge. Motherhood is the scariest ‘hood I’ve ever experienced. Well meaning people, and complete strangers, make suggestions. But like diets, there’s nothing I haven’t tried. Every kid is different, and my kids have their own special set of baggage. I have monogrammed it with our family name and hitched a U-HAUL to…

As a parent, it drives me insane when my kids don’t obey. In those moments, it gives me insight into how God the Father must feel when we don’t listen and obey. I have a really great job – and part of it is that I get to lead worship in chapel at a Christian school for elementary and middle school students. Not long ago, our principal set up what she called a listening chapel. She had an awesome Pastor lead it. During different sounds (like waves crashing on a shore or a campfire crackling, for example) and in silence, students were asked to write down what the Lord was speaking to their hearts. I heard from students of all ages in the days following this chapel, independent of each other, that they heard the word “go”. It affected me so deeply how sensitive to the Holy Spirit our students…

Beth and I are looking at 1 Corinthians 13:7 This verse reminded me of Psalm 100:5, “For the LORD is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations.” How can anything endure every circumstance? How can something endure forever? It must be divine. That is the only explanation. It is FACT that there has never been a moment if your life that you have been unloved. Even in your darkest hour. At your worst. When you felt alone. When you were afraid. In your doubt. In your pain. In your guilt. In your best day. In all your victories – both big and small. His love endures. Like a long-distance runner who never tires. Like your favorite song on repeat, its beat guiding your steps as you walk to the rhythm. I want to love like that.