The older I get,

the more misery, suffering, brokenness and pain I see in the world.

the more deeply and broadly I see the love of God.

the more blessed I feel to be part of God’s kingdom.

This song reminds me of that:


When Trials Come (and when they don’t)

the lyrics to Keith and Kristen Getty’s song are worth consideration.

The perspective I gain from remembering God’s character and plan (in the face of my own weakness/when I mistakenly think I’ve got it all together/when the brokenness of the world seems overwhelming) is always needed.   These verses, in particular, remind me that He is good, and He will put all things to rights.

I turn to wisdom not my own
For every battle You have known.
My confidence will rest in You;
Your love endures; Your ways are good.
Your love endures; Your ways are good.

One day all things will be made new;
I’ll see the hope You called me to,
And in Your kingdom, paved with gold,
I’ll praise Your faithfulness of old;
I’ll praise Your faithfulness of old.

Part of the Family

I grew up secretly hoping to sing a song called, “The Family of God*” at church.  Tradition dictated that as we sang, everyone would get up and shake hands or give hugs to those around you.  There was, admittedly, a bit of pressure to get in hugs from all the pseudo-grandparents and your friends by the time the last chorus was sung and everyone returned to their places.  However, little legs move quickly, and little bodies easily squeeze between grown-ups greeting one another in the aisles, so the kids usually made it.  Those who had trouble moving would stay in their seats, and others would surround them.  Moms with sleeping babies stayed still as well, and adoring fans would smile and enjoy a glance at the wee one.

It’s been a little while since I sang “Family of God” now, but I ventured a little deeper into appreciation for the truth of those words today.  It was unofficially Baby Day today, and for a small congregation, 5 babies under four months (and two more on the way!) made for a lot of excitement!  Two of them made their first public appearances today, and the beautiful reminders of new life made everyone smile.

As I reflected on the day this evening, I thought about the blessing of being in a multi-generational church filled with people of every age and families in every stage.  As a single person, I think I get the best training possible besides growing up in a healthy family myself.  I get to see:

  • parents delight in their children
  • parents discipline their children
  • grandparents love on children
  • the suffering choose joy
  • the sick invite healing
  • the wounded offer forgiveness and receive it, too
  • marriages grow
  • spouses love each other
  • the broken be made whole
  • the weary be strengthened
  • and much more

“‘Cause I’m part of the family- the family of God.”

*Thanks to Bill and Gloria Gaither, two names probably never seen at Life and Stuff Like It before, for penning this song.

By Faith

Last Saturday, I had a lovely date with my dad (Korean barbecue- yum!!), then he asked if I had any plans for the evening.

By way of explanation, my dad and I enjoy spending time together…but this was a little different because he had scheduled it a week in advance for dinner at 4pm.  Something was afoot, but I didn’t know what.

I said, “no,” and he kept driving…and driving…and soon we were in Bellevue, getting off the freeway to I-didn’t-know-where.  The question of our destination had floated through my brain often, but two facts kept me from asking:

1. I didn’t think he would tell me.

2. I trust my dad.

By this time, I was getting more curious.  He asked if I was wondering, and I explained my curiosity and rationale for not asking any questions.  As we pulled into a local church with a sign announcing a Keith and Kristyn Getty (known for “In Christ Alone”) concert that night, it all made sense.  My mom, Bean, and Simon were there too, and we enjoyed a fabulous evening of worship.

The song that I keep replaying fits well with the hour before the concert.  I have lots of evidence to trust my earthly dad who has faithfully cared for me for almost 25 years, and I have even more evidence to trust my heavenly dad who knew me and loved me before anyone else.

By faith we see the hand of God

In the light of creation’s grand design

In the lives of those who prove His faithfulness

Who walk by faith and not by sight

We will stand as children of the promise

We will lift our eyes to Him, our soul’s reward

‘Til the race is finished and the work is done

We’ll walk by faith and not by sight.

You can watch and listen to it here or here.