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Don't get mad that things aren't happening; be the change.  Growing up in the church, knowing that God “existed” was not a shocking thought to me. I had questioned it, a time or two, but had seen his work to be too evident in my life to count it all up to chance. My life, and the steps I‘ve taken to get to this point, have been the work of God. It wasn’t up until my first term at New Hope that I truly had an “existential crisis” though, with what I had built my entire life and world around. From a very young age I had an inherent knowledge that there must be something bigger at work here, and that that work was God. I spent my younger years, with my family, actively involved in church and planting churches, and outreaches, and all the ways we could reach out to our community. After high school, community college and university it was when I finally reached bible college that the question hit me: Do I really believe all of this? Surrounded by people who const...

I've been reading this blog a lot lately. Oh, and I could read it for hours! Diane Comer is a wise and Godly woman, the wife to the pastor of one of my favorite churches in Portland, and head of woman's ministries there herself. She is gentle, and kind, and reminds me a lot of my own Mom. (A huge compliment if you've ever met my mom!) One of the sweetest things on her blog is her Letters to My Son    series. It's encouraging to be reminded of what a God centered relationship looks like, as she encourages her own son in waiting for and eventually pursuing the woman God created him to be with. She often writes to him about the example her own husband has set. And again, it reminds me of my own parents. I am reminded how lucky I am to have parents who adore and support each other the way mine do! My parents have the greatest love story because it's a story of work, and redemption, and God leading and teaching them. My dad is probably the cheesiest person you wi...