Food for Thought

Here, we step back and reflect the big pictures and purposes of life to explore the meaningful. There’s lots of mess and challenge, but beautiful things can come out of it. Search with us.

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Ever felt like you've just got WAY too much going on? Like you just need to get away and hide? Like the house of cards you've built in your busy-ness is about to collapse? And you just can't handle it? I have. And it's no joke. One time, I was in a particularly difficult season of life. The pace was high, and I was on the edge. I was in a meeting - a normal mundane meeting - and for no reason at all, I almost burst into tears. Stress had escaped the carefully crafted bounds...

Today I turn 31. 31 used to seem old to me. But today, in many ways, I just feel like a better version of my younger self. And in the same breath, I feel like a completely different person. Sort of like the saying "it feels like yesterday" and "it feels like a lifetime ago" applies to the same memory. Anyways, here I am at 31. Maybe that's young to you, or maybe that's old. ;) But birthdays always make me reflect. I don't know...

Pain and suffering are my biggest bones to pick with God. It's Saturday morning. I stood at my stove this morning staring at the fresh pancake batter I just poured into the skillet. It was sizzling... and my toddler was tugging at my pajama pants wanting to know what was going on up there. What was going on were tears. Tears for families I didn't know and people I'll never meet. Justin had just shared the story of a family bracing through hurricane Irma when the doors...

Not into ethical shopping? I'm calling your bluff. Last year I posted a relaxed, smiling picture of myself in a long-sleeved red tee in front of a calm lake on vacation. Within a couple hours it had over 100 likes. My next post was a woman surrounded by heaps of fabric who looked tired and option-less, linking to an article on knowing how to start shopping ethically and end forced labour. It got like... 9 likes. Total. I couldn't help but notice the huge...

I'm doing my best. I'm trying to care for my child the best I know how. Aren't we all? I'm trying to raise him well, make informed decisions, love him to the very ends of my human limits. And somehow it's not enough. And too much. All at once. The comments started the day he came home from the hospital. Or, more truthfully, the day I found out I was pregnant. At first, I appreciated different perspectives and anything off-colour just rolled off my back....

RThe Hidden Fear Of Going Home

Dads, let's be honest - have you ever faced a secret, shameful fear of going home at the end of the day? A quiet, back of your mind resistance to the drive home from the office? I've been there, and sometimes I'm still there. But it never used to be that way. I used to love the drive home. I'd put in a long, focused day at work. Often I'd be a little bagged. I'd have about 20 peaceful minutes before arriving at a quiet house. Sarah and...

We all have good days and bad days. Happy days and sad days. Some really sad days. Some really bad days. But there are small, incremental ways to make any day a little better, a little brighter. They're also the small, hidden things that are almost always included in every good day. Here's what I've noticed... When I'm having a bad day – these are the ways I make it better. When I'm having a good day – these are the things...

Here it is. The nitty-gritty, nakedness of how we try to be wise with money day-to-day. This wraps up a 3-part series on how sharing finances makes our marriage stronger. If you missed the first two, catch up with; How Sharing a Bank Account Makes Your Marriage Stronger and How to Enjoy Budgeting. Why does money management even matter in your marriage? Because it's one of the top 10 reasons why couples get divorced, according to Huffington Post last fall. You could almost conclude that half...

  This is will be short and sweet. It's the eve of our baby's 1st birthday and I'm feeling all nostalgic. How fast can a year possibly go? Does every year go this fast?? Parenthood has made me realize a few things. I can function with less sleep than I thought I used to love sleep. I still love sleep. And as amazing as our boy is, I wish he loved sleep a little more! The...

  For most of my 20's I would pride myself on being independent. I didn't need a man to start my life, to be financially stable, to have my own place or to be secure in who I was. In fact, that's still true... and I still need look to God for those things. In the world's eyes, I wanted to be an independent woman who could work hard, build stuff, haul stuff and fix stuff. And I was proud of that. Then I got married and...