What Family Does

You can’t do it alone.

This is one of the biggest spiritual realities in life.  We need each other to make life work.  We are dooming ourselves to failure when we try to do it alone.  We are made to be in connection, in community, with one another.

Nowhere is this more true than when we face spiritual battles around us.  If it’s true that God made us for community and relationship, it is equally true that Satan will do whatever he can to convince us that it is better, more noble, and easier, to go it alone.

A few days ago, it was clear that my ten-year old son was getting sick.  He wasn’t eating as much and his stomach was bothering him.  I had already put him to bed for the night, hoping he would get a good night’s rest and feel like going to school the next morning.  But not long after I tucked him in, he came downstairs.  It was clear that he was feeling even worse.  He looked pale, and from feeling his forehead it was obvious that he had a fever.  What was worse, his stomach was doing somersaults, and at that point, I knew where we were headed.  And as a single parent, there was no one else I could pass this off on.

I’m pretty sure you don’t want me to get into the details of his illness, but let’s just say he lost most of the contents of his stomach that evening, and on into the night.  If you are a parent, you know that these are not the most rewarding moments of your parenting life.  But taking care of a sick kid is just what you do – part of the job description, so to speak.  So I was there, offering him a cup of water, a cold washcloth, and a thermometer.   I was there for him, to give him some comfort, and let him know he was not alone.  It’s not a heroic act – it’s just what families do for each other.

Whether we are fighting physical battles like illness, or preparing ourselves for battles that will take their toll emotionally and spiritually, this is a profound truth – we need each other.  Why do you think Jesus sent the disciples out in pairs?  So that one could support the other when the ministry conflict got too overwhelming.  So that one could pray for the other in times of distress.  Because Jesus knew there was power in community.

In my middle grade action/adventure fiction novel Spirit Fighter, Jonah discovers that he needs others to help him.  Even though he and his sister have not always seen eye-to-eye, he realizes that if they are going to rescue their mother from the evil clutches of Abaddon and his evil horde, they will have to do it by relying on each other.

Just last night, I began to feel lousy.  I wasn’t hungry, I felt tired, and my stomach was upset.  My son had gotten over his sickness, but apparently he had passed it on to me.  Ugh…I knew what was coming.

Like my son, I ended up on the floor in the bathroom, with a regretfully-empty stomach.  As I sat alone on the cold hardwood, trying to regain control, I heard a light rap on the door.  At first I ignored it, but it came again, and I finally stood up on wobbly legs to see which child needed what.  (Parenting never stops.)  But there stood my ten-year old son, with a cup of cold water in hand, asking if I was okay.  I couldn’t help but smile at him as I took it, and he proceeded to find the thermometer, rinse it off in the sink, and pop it in my mouth.

Taking care of each other.  Living life together.   Walking with one another through difficult things.  That is what family does.  Both in our blood families, and with our spiritual brothers and sisters, all around us.

This article also appears in the September issue of Christian Online Fiction Magazine.

Spirit Fighter Recon – Tips From the Field for Helping Kids Fight the Spiritual Battle

The following also appears in the June edition of Christian Fiction Online Magazine here.

Spirit Fighter Recon:  Tips from the field for helping kids fight the spiritual battle

1.    An invisible, spiritual realm exists.

“For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.”  -Ephesians 6:12, NIV

As I sat down outside my favorite local coffee shop with a spiral notebook in hand, ready to jot down some notes and outline this blog entry (yes, I still use what I believe they used to call ‘pen and paper’ occasionally), a gust of wind scuttled through the patio, which was fitted in the narrow space between two brick buildings.  It almost blew the notebook off the metal table, and my drink onto the pavement.  I slapped my hand down on the pages quickly, and rescued my precious beverage from almost-certain peril, and was reminded once again of the reality that compels me to write:

There is an invisible world that exists, and in that world, a battle is raging.

My book, Spirit Fighter, is about this one enormous idea – that life is about more than just what we see.  That there is a world, behind the world, as if you could reach out your hand and poke a hole in the landscape in front of you, peel it back, and expose this invisible land.

If this sounds a little out there, consider this – it is impossible to read the Scriptures and come away with a different understanding of the world than this.  The Bible is full of wonderful stories about how life is about more than what we can see with our eyes, and touch with our hands.  Full of stories about an invisible God making Himself known to us.

And yet, we – and our kids – tend to live as if all that exists is what is right in front of us.  Often we give little thought to the place where the important, life-changing things are happening.

In Spirit Fighter lingo, this place is called the Hidden Realm.

Jonah and Eliza, being part angel, are able to physically see this place, even enter into it – and with amazement and horror, their eyes are opened to the battle raging.

We don’t have this ability (we would jump at the chance to have it, but I’m doubtful as to whether we’d really like it) – but we do have the capacity to sense it.  It’s like the wind.  We can’t see it, but there are times when we can feel its presence.  We can feel it rushing around us.  These are the times in life when we are overwhelmed with the sense that there is something more.  More to life.  More that hangs in the balance.  It often whispers in our ear, “Your heart is right, there really is more to all of this.”

Jesus confirms the existence of this spiritual world, over and over again.  In fact, he speaks with the authority of One who has been there and seen it.

In short, He has perspective.

My goal with Spirit Fighter – and with this post, and those that follow – is to challenge you to have a new perspective.  To adopt the view that says that 90% of life is actually being played out behind the scenes.  And because of this, even the little things in our lives matter.  Decisions we make can impact not only this world, but the other.

And by the way, if this is true, which world is more real, anyway?  The one we can see, smell, and touch, or the spiritual realm?  Does that sound like an idea right out of the movie The Matrix?  Not really.  It’s a much older concept, gleaned from the pages of the Scriptures themselves.

Which world are you living in?  Are you living in light of the reality of the Hidden Realm, or only in what you can see with your eyes?  Do your kids know that a spiritual world exists?  If you’ve neglected it, consider the possibility that the most important things happening in your life just might be invisible right now.

And for those of you who find your hearts longing more and more for this world Jesus spoke of, know that one day, you too will be able to look behind the curtain, and really see.

 “There is nothing concealed that will not be disclosed, or hidden that will not be made known.”

-Jesus, in Matthew 10:26, NIV

Need a great kids’ Bible?

My kids and I attended Andrew Peterson’s Christmas concert back in December, which was phenomenal.  If you ever get a chance to see it, he tours every year with an amazing group of artists who put on his re-telling of the Christmas Story, called “Behold the Lamb”.  That night, he referenced this Bible – the Jesus Storybook Bible – and read an excerpt at the beginning of the show.

I ordered the Bible a few days later, and we have not been disappointed.  It is not a verse-by-verse Bible; it is a retelling of the stories of the Scriptures – really, of the Story of the Scriptures – in a compelling, connected way that will help you and your kids get the big picture.  Let’s face it – the Bible can be very hard to understand.  Sally Lloyd-Jones does a masterful job of drawing the reader consistently back into the Story (with a capital “S”) of the Bible – God’s loving pursuit of a lost mankind.  Every time I open this up with my kids, I find myself grateful.

 

 

 

 

This is all Chapter 1

I love reading the first chapter in a book.  There is so much promise, so much potential.  The possibility of a story that hasn’t been told yet.  Questions that are brought up, situations that arise, problems to be faced, and you, the Reader, have no idea yet how they will be solved.

Our church has been studying the book of Luke, and one of the cool things about studying an entire book is that you don’t get to skip anything!  Which means that you get to see things in context.  You start in the beginning and work your way through.

I have to say, after weeks of doing this together as a church, that Jesus seems to be on such a different wavelength than the rest of us.  It’s like he was on a different page, talking about things that we can barely grasp.   And over and over, Jesus seems to be pointing us forward.  To something on the horizon, something that he can make out clearly, but that, even if you and I squint as hard as we can and strain our eyes, is only a faint shadow to us.  Just a glimmer.

Jesus called it the Kingdom of God.  It is what is to come – this kingdom that Jesus was forcefully ushering in.

We would prefer, most of the time, to live in the Kingdom of Me.  It’s what we can already see, touch, and experience.  Life in the now.  We are comfortable here.  It’s predictable.  We can control it.  (At least, we think we can…)

But Jesus did things that gave us glimpses into what is to come.  Why did he heal people?  Why did he perform miracles, like turn water into wine, or feed five thousand men and their families with five loaves and two fish?  Why did he give his disciples power to do the same thing?  Why did he raise people from the dead, for goodness sake?  To help people with their physical problems, yes.  But was there something else?  Another reason?  Was he really pointing toward the future?  Giving us a glimpse of the coming kingdom?  Wasn’t he saying – “In your kingdom – the Kingdom of Me – these things aren’t possible.  But in God’s Kingdom, healing is natural, experiencing my power coursing through your veins is a daily thing, seeing miracles is as normal as breathing.  And those things, they are just a peek at what is to come.”

Which means that all we do right now – everything here – is only Chapter One of the Story.  We are just now getting a glimpse of the Real Thing.  The new life that Jesus offers.  The one that can start now, but moves into eternity.

This…this is Good News.  For people who are hurting – from things other people do, or just from life; for people who struggle; for people who know – (you know how you just know?) – that there is more to this life than what’s been advertised.

These books are my own, small attempt to open up eyes and hearts to this reality.

There is more.  Much, much more.  After all, we are only on Chapter One.

What do you think?  Can you see hints of the Kingdom of God in your own life?  Do you find yourself longing for God’s Kingdom to come?

Living beyond the recipe

My daughter has skills.

Baking skills, that is.

Bailey has really taken to baking these days.  About once a week, she wants to hang out in the kitchen and try an old recipe.  She puts on her mom’s apron, finds a recipe, and proceeds to cover the place with flour.  This weekend she made banana bread, and it was delicious.  The most impressive thing to me, though, was that she decided she wanted to add a sugary topping to the banana bread, so she looked until she found the right recipe, and then added it to the bread, all on her own.

I was proud of her spontaneous creativity.

If you don’t know this by now, let me state the obvious – life is not a recipe.  There is no prescription to follow, no “8 steps to take” to a better life.  Yes, there may be a path you are following, and you may think you know the steps.  But often, God has a different thing in mind.  You can’t just add up the steps (college degree + marriage + fulfilling job + kids + dream home = they lived happily ever after).  Life is more complicated than that.

There IS a main ingredient God wants us to add, I believe – TRUST.  Trust that whatever happens, He is there.  That whatever falls apart, He is there.  That whenever something doesn’t work out or come together, He is there.

Trusting God with everything…it’s the one ingredient that allows us to live with joy and peace.  Knowing that whatever happens, He is in control.  If we can do that, our lives will be a lot like Bailey’s banana bread.  Creative, spontaneous, beautifully-made, with the aroma of Christ.

How cool is that?

I took a trip in college to Kazakhstan, which, if you don’t know, is in the former Soviet Union.  (Incidentally, it’s also apparently the home of some guy named Borat)  Susan and I were dating at the time – we’d already fallen for each other, and to that point, six weeks was the longest we’d spent apart.  I went to serve on a missionary team, working with kids and students.  I remember getting back off of the plane in Raleigh, NC, after six weeks of almost no communication with her, and seeing her face for the first time.  It was just like what happens in movies – we hurried toward each other, huge grins on our faces, and fell into each other’s arms.  We didn’t care what anyone else thought.  We were back together.

The feeling of returning home is quite possibly the best feeling on earth.

We are spiritual people.  Our bodies are vessels to carry us from birth to death, but there is something about us – the thing that makes us who we are – that lives on.  The Bible calls it a soul.

I was thinking about this because I read of another sweet soul today who is soon going to be moving on from this world.  Her story is different than Susan’s, but hearing this woman’s “voice” (reading her blog) reminded me of her.  Sweet, sincere, fully in love with Christ, expectant.

I visited the cemetery last week for a little while, and if you sit and watch, you will quickly realize how much activity happens there.  It’s a very quiet place, but not very still.  People, trucks, cars, caskets – coming and going, all day long.  Death is quite a busy process for places like that.

Just behind the curtain, just beyond what we can see, there is activity going on as well.

One of God’s jobs is to welcome His people home.  All day and all night, He gets to look into the eyes of those souls who love Him, and say “welcome home!”  They run into His arms, finally, and forever.  How cool is that?  I mean, He has to deal with a bunch of junk, but He must love that part of His job.  Because I remember what it felt like to come home – and that, from just a little trip to another country.

But there is another home for us all.  Where we’ll get to look into the eyes of the Savior, to feel His smile, to run into the warmth and tightness of His hug, to hear His voice, to feel His pleasure in us.  A place where we will see those that we love, and never have to be apart again.

How cool is that?

(If you want to know more about my wife, Susan, and her journey through breast cancer, you can find it here.)

Roller Skating Realities

I went roller skating with the kids a few nights ago. Talk about a time warp. I’ve skated a few times in my day (Skate Ranch in Raleigh – oh yeah!), and I can tell you – it felt like I had taken a ride in Michael J Fox’s DeLorean, set to 1982. The same lights (complete with flashing disco ball); the same interior design; the same carpeted benches you sit on; maybe even the same skates…deja vu all over the place. They even played limbo and the roll-the-dice game. And at the end, of course, the dreaded couples’ skate (or “friendship skate”, as it is apparently known now).

This place has not changed in twenty-five years…and likely never will.

“Some things never change”.

We like to throw that phrase around. And sometimes we like to go to places that make us feel like we used to. The interesting thing about it was that, as I skated around, (using muscles I haven’t used in twenty-five years), it struck me that the place hasn’t changed…but I have. Even if it feels just like it did when I was a kid, the reality is much, much different.

I’ve changed. I’m not ten years old any more. I went to college, got married, started a career, and had three kids. My daughter is getting ready to start middle school. My two boys are well into their elementary school years. And this year, we had to say goodbye to the most important person in all of our lives, as Susan, my wife and their mother, went to be with the Lord.

If there is anything that is certain, it is that life is changing – all the time. Nothing stays the same. This whole world is moving forward. We can get stuck in the “Skate Ranches” of the world and ignore it, but the truth is that life is moving fast.

Whether you’re a kid or an adult, it doesn’t matter – we are all headed toward the same reality. We all have the same choices in front of us about how we will use this one life we have. And – just in case you’ve forgotten today – this one life you and I have is a precious, fleeting thing.

So, allow me a couple of questions – what are you doing with it? Are you letting God be involved? Are you getting off of the carpeted bench, and onto the floor? Do you know that one day, it will feel like you’ve blinked, and ten or twenty years – or an entire lifetime – has passed?

I heard someone say this lately – “Life is an all-skate.” One day, before you know it, you and I are going to be old. We’ll barely be able to skate around the track.

And that day, our one desire will be that we spent more of our days focusing on the one thing that really mattered more than anything else – who God really wanted us to be.

Battling spiritual infection

I’ve spent the last few days in doctor’s offices and hospitals with my son Luke. A swollen foot has turned into an infection which earned us an overnight stay and enough IV antibiotics to stun a young elephant. Today will bring an MRI and whatever other scans they may decide to subject him to.

Infections are interesting. They start quietly (in his case, in the darkness of a sock and shoe), fester awhile, but can quickly get out of control. The right care probably could have prevented it. But we didn’t realize that until it was full-blown. There is great care we need to take of our physical bodies.

But there is also great care we need to take spiritually. Honest prayer, time with the Bible, and connecting with God can keep us spiritually healthy. When we stray away from these practices we invite spiritual infection into our lives. If it’s left unchecked, it can lead to spiritual damage.

What about you? How are you building a healthy spiritual life for yourself? For your kids?