Embrace the now to shape your family’s future by being present and engaged in your home.
Read MoreEase into Christmas morning with Deni Gauthier’s warm rendition of Christmas Time Is Here. A peaceful start to a joyful day!
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Have you ever fallen asleep at work? It was a season of life that I’ll never forget; just before and after our first son was born. Wow, that was a lot of work! My wife, Nicole, and I were living in Airdrie, Alberta, Canada. I was commuting daily into Calgary, for a full-time sales position within the hospitality industry. I was good at my job, meeting sales targets and receiving bonuses. And yet, the hours were long and hard.
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Our culture is becoming increasingly sexualized. There are few who would deny that statement. As a pastor, I feel like I get a front-row seat to the results of this culture at least weekly, as I interact with people on a personal level, from all walks of life.
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Satan wants to destroy your deepest relationships; with your family and with Jesus. He’s a deceiver, convincing us that working is more important so that we’ll stay away from the people closest to us, and keep our focus away from God. Don’t be tricked; stop working and rest!
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Yesterday was my wife’s birthday and we had a great time with the family. Overall, she had a pretty enjoyable day doing some of the things she loves. And yet, as I think about how I acted yesterday, I feel convicted.
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Once, while I was tucking my son into bed, I decided to pause and spend some time talking with him. He was 3 years old at the time. I started with a typical question, that always provided interesting content.
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As a father, my relationship with him has caused me to consider my relationship with our Heavenly Father on numerous occasions. The other night, he once again opened my eyes to a new understanding of the Father.
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“How hard could kick-starting really be?” The first couple of times I stepped on the kicker with no luck. My wife informed me that her dad used to really jump on it when kick-starting it. “Alright,” I thought “I can do this!”
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Much like other parents, my wife and I try to be intentional about praying with our oldest son. It’s tough to stay on top of it, but as I said, we’re trying! Since he’s been praying on his own, his typical prayer will sound something like the following.
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Loss is hard. I remember walking with my wife after losing her father. It was really hard. However, when I think back, it was during our family’s sorrow that I found a renewed understanding of eternity and God’s faithfulness.
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I’ve been processing through the morning my father-in-law lost his battle with lung cancer. That morning will forever be solidified in my mind. It was my first real, close-to-home experience with grief, and I was not prepared for how debilitating it would be.
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