I’ll be 34 this year, three years past the age when my own mother had me. I’ve wrestled long and hard with singleness. In many ways, I’ve been terrible at being single. Much of singleness hasn’t been fun for me because of the accompanying angst—and not always believing God’s goodness. But, as I look back, it’s almost laughable that this was my worst-case scenario. While I may not love being single, there are plenty of things about singleness that I wish I would have learned to enjoy much sooner. So, if you’re in an unwanted season of singleness, here are a few gifts I’ve discovered in an effort to help us enjoy the Lord.
Kevin connected with a number of evangelical pastors and authors to ask how prayer plays a part in their writing ministries (including me). I really enjoyed learning from the other participants.
Around the Summit offices, we often remind ourselves to “Assume the best about others” and “Give the benefit of the doubt wherever we can.” As staff culture goes, I think we do remarkably well. But we need to be vigilant about cultivating trust, because trust doesn’t come natural to any of us. We’re like cars out of alignment: The moment we take our hands off the wheel, we veer right back into mistrust and suspicion.
Here are five ways we can help a culture of trust grow on our staff.
The Avengers react to the Justice League trailer
This is fun:
For those interested, here’s the actual trailer:
Personal cameras were designed to allow us to capture special sites, events, and persons in our lives. But the rear-facing camera has become more important than the front-facing one. Who knew that for most people the most special thing they can capture in a picture is themselves?
Beware, lest the “selfie” mindset infiltrate your prayer life.
A friend recently confided about the hurt in her home, for instance. She feels ignored. The holidays can exacerbate this grief too, the outward cheer and romance of the season that much more painful due to the internal anguish of strained relationships or depression. This is the kind of “loss” that is hard to explain, if one even feels the courage to talk about it. I would remind pastors in particular that their churches will be filled with intact families that are hiding and harboring all kinds of brokenness.
A favorite from the archives:
I have long loved superheroes. I’ve been a comic book fan for as long as I can remember. I used to have thousands of comics and graphic novels filling every available nook and cranny of my home. And my two favorites for the longest time? Batman and Superman, naturally.
My parents’ generation remembers these two as being the World’s Finest—comrades-in-arms and trusted friends. The Batman and Superman of my generation—the ’80s and ’90s—were not exactly like that. Their relationship was strained, even antagonistic at first. They were characters in contrast: sharing the same goal, but going about it in vastly different ways.