A Family Milestone

My parents just celebrated their 40th wedding anniversary with a party thrown by their awesome daughters. The older daughter and her family came out from Wisconsin to help celebrate.

Snowflake and her 3 year old cousin Dude had a blast together. When the family had to leave there were tears, lots of them. I get it. I grew up 2000 miles from my cousins. It was hard to leave them. Cousins are the best.

So today to console ourselves we turned on music and danced together. Snowflake tried to teach me to dab but in order to teach something you must first know how to do it yourself.

The Christian life is a lot like my daughter wanting to show me how to dab. Too often we fail to spend enough time in study & prayer getting to know Christ, and then we are asked a question and we flail not knowing the answer.

Luckily there is a remedy, it is dedicated time being with Jesus, it is communicating with Abba, it is reading the Bible. Once we know Christ we can make Him known to others.

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A Daddy

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