For years, I’ve jotted down Bible verses and put them in places where I would see them. As a teen I had them on my bedroom mirror. And then I put index cards on my car dash to read and memorize as I drove forty-five minutes to community college (OK, maybe this wasn’t advisable!). This verse happens to be tucked by our garage door right now.
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Ideas for connecting with Jesus throughout your day
Last week, in Pause the Static and the Noise, I shared a funny parenting story, with the encouragement that we need to be still and quiet with God so we can hear His voice. This week, I want to follow up and brainstorm together how we can practically open ourselves to hear His voice throughout our days.
Life is full of changes in seasons. Creating space and time to connect with Jesus can be more challenging in some seasons than others. And when we experience change, it often upsets the rhythms and habits that we have grown accustomed to!
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Pause the Static and Noise
Imagine this little experience with me a moment…
I went to the top of the stairs yesterday and called out, “Ellie, do you remember what you needed to do this morning?”
“What?” came the reply.
I repeated the instructions. Pause. There was this staticky radio noise coming from her room, which I recognized as coming from her Our Generation mini doll car.
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Engaged in Community
All of a sudden our grass has turned green again! For weeks it looked sickly, like maybe there were pests or the watering wasn’t quite right, or was it was just the hot hot southern Utah summer? I couldn’t quite make anything work. Then I fertilized, and that seemed to take care of it. I just mowed four days ago, and as you can see, it’s already out of control!

Jesus Meets Us In Reality
It’s one of the moments I remember so clearly. I was driving in the car with a dear friend a few months after my father passed away. I had helped my mom sort through his office, deleted his cell number, wept when a military convoy drove by (he was career military), and had been processing “goodbyes” in countless other ways.
