When my birthday comes around, I don’t need lots of presents or cards or fanfare. I don’t have to have a party. I am happy just knowing it’s my birthday.

Maybe if we approached summer more like children – slowing down, soaking in a little extra time with nature, and letting ourselves dive a little deeper into something that helps us feel more alive – we might encounter God in a new way.

The greater people’s faults, the more difficult it becomes to see the good in them, which is why we must practice this skill in little ways with all those we encounter.

How do you like your toast? I like mine to be just barely toasted as if hardly touched by the heat.

If you’ve seen “The Floor Is Lava” on Netflix, you know how it works. A team of friends or family members races to get across an obstacle course decorated like a household room, working together and trying not to fall into the red liquid floor. Fall into the lava, and you’re out of the game. […]

As we are bombarded with the unwelcome news, let’s not inhale and hold in its negativity.

Ordinary headlights. Ordinary moths. An ordinary evening. But together they formed an extraordinary moment of wonder. As I watched, the car turned off its lights, the moths disappeared, and it was over.

It can feel that every day is the same. But take a look at the sunset, and you can’t help but realize that each one is so different.

“Since I am doing your work as well as mine and know everything about the accounting system, why can’t I be his boss?”

Our little finch is making a nest. How does he know what to do? God must be whispering in his ear.