St. John's

Long before the Lord ever blessed us with our son Zane, we made the decision that Santa Claus would not be a part of our families Christmas celebration.  Let me pause because experience has taught me I need to.  Please do not get hung up here.  This is usually where people start asking a million questions... Why?

“One foot after another.  One foot after another.  Just keep walking.

Just a quick advent thought.  

Tonight as my family and I arrived at St. John's Christmas Concert things were less than tranquil. We were late as usual and the stress level in the car was high. The roads were a mess, rain and snow was falling and the sidewalks were just beginning to get slick. I dropped my family off, circled around the building and found a spot on the street. Even the walk to the churches front door felt contested, as I trudged through a wet, muddy, slick mess.

This whole stewardship deal has been weighing on my mind a lot lately. 

Let me start by saying this... Pretty much all the things we say and do and specific choices we make along the way are just symptoms or natural actions of a deeper rooted belief.  Pause with me as I push my glasses back up the bridge of my nose with my middle finger and encourage you to read this first sentence of this paragraph again and keep reading.