Tag: Dana Gresh
All of us are going to die. Will you be content with how you’ve lived? I’ve got to be honest. This pandemic has me thinking a whole lot more about how incredibly finite I am. (Translation: I’m more aware that I’m going to die than I have ever been.) I don’t think that’s bad. In
There’s an appropriate human response to God’s divine providence. Do people see this quality in you? It seems that 2020 and 2021 are twins. Perhaps not identical, but for sure carrying some of the same DNA. They both seem to contain the genetic code for life-altering setbacks. Well, I’ll get right to the good news
People Are Watching You Do The Next Right Thing. (Or not.) I needed a massage. Ok, let me correct that sentence: I wanted a massage. Somehow it seemed like just the comfort I needed to give me the “umph” to get through yet another week of pandemic decision- and opinion-fatigue. But I’d travelled outside of
Do you need permission to grieve? I want to be as transparent as I can so that you can avoid a trap I’ve fallen into. Bitterness has me in its bonds and I’m fighting to get out. As we come to the anniversary of the first time most of us heard the word coronavirus, I
Sexual freedom seems to be a strong presupposition of our cultural conversation when it comes to human dignity, equality, and civil rights. One website defines it as "the license to lawfully live with and love whom you want, when you want, and how you want without social, political, medical or cultural persecution." (The Woodhall Foundation) A writer for The Christian Post claims that many single self-proclaimed Christians are sexual atheists. That is, they believe in Jesus Christ but want him to stay out of their bedroom. They want the freedom to do what they want with their sex lives. Here are a few questions I have rolling around in my head. They're things you may want to consider before you embrace sexual freedom, or if you already are.
'Tis the season for soul-bending schedules that have moms everywhere asking, "Am I over-scheduling my kids?" It seems every year...scratch that...every season, my family was struggling with the question of “how much is too much?” From my oldest’s first year of AWANA Cubbies and Boy Scouts to my youngest’s last year of high school soccer and basketball, the Gresh family was trying its best to find balance that still created space for the kind of quality parent-child connecting that we so firmly believe is important. When it comes to extra-curricular activities, there is a lot of social pressure from other moms and a lot of debate from medical and psychological experts on just how much soccer, piano, and clubbing is good for our kids. How is a mom to know what's right for her children? Scratch that! How's a mom to know what's right for each individual child?
“In her deep anguish Hannah prayed to the Lord...” The questions of motherhood poured out of her. Lord, do you see me? Could you change your mind on this one? Is there something I could do differently? Please, could you just let me have one baby boy? She pours out her soul-breaking pleadings to the God of the Universe.