Father’s Day is a precious season for me. This Father’s Day, I’d like to share with you an amazing tribute that was given for my friend Russ Werch by his daughter Melodi. She wrote this:
One of last year’s breakout television series was a drama called "This is Us." The show averaged nearly 15 million viewers each week and broke video-on-demand records of 38 million views. So what made this show so interesting? Well, everyone has their favorite character or parts of the show, but some would say it is how the story is told. Much like the popular television show "Lost," This Is Us uses a non-linear story telling format, which begs the audience to ask one important question over and over again: "How did they get here?"
I was about to enter a church in Vienna. A crowd stood at the door, cameras angled for shots of the stunning 16th century Gothic building.
Right next to the door, a man sat cross legged. His clothes were ragged. He held his palms up hoping for a coin.
No one saw him.
The bills are due but the account is empty. None of us like going through challenging times, especially financial adversity!
Are you facing a tough season and not sure how you are going to make it through? There is a secret to facing adversity.
Many of you may not feel very important today. The Enemy of your soul will try to convince you that you are useless and worthless. Depression and disengagement set in and the lie becomes your reality.
I’m Holley Gerth, and if we could have coffee today I’d say, “We all battle lies sometimes.”
We hear words inside like, "I’m not enough," or "Maybe I’m not really loved." All this means is that we are still at war because we are still living in a fallen world. If we’re soldiers on a battlefield and someone is shooting arrows at us, is that a reason to be ashamed? Is that a reason to feel guilty? No!
This morning I forgot something.
Coffee? Got it. Car keys? Got em. Morning playlist? Bumping. Remembering that I serve a risen savior and my mandate to spread His message to everyone? I uh, might have left that at my parent’s church on Sunday.
"Congratulations!!" I type the words in reply to a friend’s happy news, intentionally adding numerous emoticons, and a silly gif for good measure. The sentiment is true. I genuinely mean it. But it carries with it a familiar ache.
Have you ever felt like the fairy tale was meant for everyone except you? I have.
Hindsight. How many times have you wished that you could get the benefit of hindsight without having to endure the experience? I know I have, many times.
When we get to the events of Good Friday, death on a cross and a sealed tomb, it’s easy for us to rush past it, because… hindsight. You see, we know what the disciples had no way of knowing on that day. We know that Jesus doesn’t stay in that tomb. That He does in fact get out, and they get in to see the empty tomb and hear the angel’s voice telling them “He is risen!”
Five years ago, I became an adoptive grandma. I watched as my daughter and son-in-law held their child for the first time. Three years later, it happened again!
These boys are gifts, placed in the arms of a family waiting and searching and praying for them for a long time. Is it all joy and roses? No, there are nights when one fights sleep like a tiger.