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Your Simple, Unspectacular, Ordinary Life

Here’s something interesting to consider: who have been the most influential people in your life, and why? Who has always been a positive influence when you’ve dealt with troubles both big and small? Who has had the character qualities that you want to emulate?

When I think of these questions of influence in my own life, my thoughts immediately go to two of the quietest, most “hidden” people that I’ve known.

One is my maternal grandfather, who was like a father to me from the time I was a baby until he passed away when I was thirty-two. To me, he represents security, generosity, sacrifice, service, and unconditional love, as well as quiet resilience and purpose in the face of hardship, disappointment, and rejection.

The other is my mother-in-law, who came into my life not long before my grandfather died, and was like a mother to me for more than thirty years. To me, she represents wisdom, humor, sacrifice, service, and unconditional love, as well as quiet resilience and purpose in the face of hardship, disappointment, and rejection.

One was a telegrapher for the Missouri Pacific Railroad; the other was an executive secretary in a large corporation. Both worked for decades in quiet, unassuming roles until retirement—a retirement they both were grateful for after years in jobs that weren’t as fulfilling and or exciting as we sometimes expect our jobs to be today. My mother-in-law had a deep, rock-solid love for every member of her family, and those who were close to her got the bonus of her quick-witted sense of humor. My grandfather lived and breathed music, but he was always there when I needed stability or rescue during some of the most difficult times of my young life. They were both unassuming people, avoiding the spotlight and content to let others shine.

By outward measures, their lives would be considered small. Oh, they each lived a very long time, well into their eighties, but their worldly impact was minimal compared to many. And yet, they’re both at the top of my Most Influential People list of all time. Not just because I loved them, or because they loved me (although both of those things are true, and precious to me), but because I would like to emulate who they were. I’d like to be more like them.

It’s not always easy, because I don’t have a lot of natural personality traits in common with either of them, not to mention the generational differences. Still, I often find myself thinking, “What would Mom do?” when I’m called upon to be a good mother or mother-in-law, and “What would Pappy do?” when I’m called upon to be a good grandparent or to be the hands and feet when someone is in need.

Henri J. M. Nouwen has given some thought to what it means to have a small, unassuming life. He reminds us of another example we can all look to—and somehow, when I read this recently, it felt like new information to me:

Jesus led this simple, unspectacular, and very ordinary hidden life for thirty years. He lived far from where anything of worldly importance was happening. There is very little recorded history of his life until it was time for him to fulfill the mission that his Father had set before him. And during the three short years of completing that mission, he demonstrated quiet resilience and purpose in the face of hardship, disappointment, and rejection. Just as my own role models did. Just as you and I are often called to do.

Not long ago, I learned that for many years now, my husband and I have been (unknown to us) role models to a young couple that we know. This was quite humbling, and I was truly surprised. It’s not because of our fabulous jobs or professional status, our impressive house, our perfect children, our flawless home life, our exciting travels, or our global influence—because we don’t have any of those things. I think instead it’s because of our simple, unspectacular, ordinary lives and the meaning and fulfillment we have ultimately found there—and how knowing God and finding joy in him has been the foundation for all of it.

The vast majority of us are called to live “simple, unspectacular, and very ordinary lives.” If you are one of them, know that this is exactly the kind of life that, surprisingly, can inspire others. The kind of life that can cause those who are closest to us—often the ones who we don’t even know are paying attention—to look to the One who set an example of humility, unrushed living, purpose, and quiet resilience that we can emulate in whatever life we are given.

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The Pain and the Promise of Aging

I read a book by Mitch Albom once that had a scene when a character arrives in heaven. I don’t know which book it was, and I’m not going to look it up because I don’t want to encourage anyone to go to Mitch Albom to learn about heaven (go here instead), but nevertheless, this scene has stayed in my head for many years now.

In my memory, the scene goes something like this: a person arrives in heaven and finds himself in a large, green field or among grassy hillsides, something pastoral and lovely, with the sun shining and a fresh breeze and low humidity. Just a perfect day all around. He rises to his feet and finds that he feels surprisingly energetic and full of life. He looks around him at the wide expanse of green and he begins to move. Very quickly, his walk turns into a jog, and within moments he is running full-out, amazed at the strength and energy in his legs as they pump furiously and propel him faster than he’s moved in many decades. He is exhilarated by the sun on his face and the wind in his hair and the freedom to run fast with the joy and abandonment of a child.

When I read this scene more than twenty years ago, I had a hard time identifying with it. I understood that this character probably was rejoicing in having a new body, and was reliving the easy joy of running that he remembered from his own childhood, but I also remember thinking, “Hmm, I wonder what my biggest joy in heaven will be? I can’t image it’ll be running.” After all, the good Lord knew that I didn’t even enjoy running all that much here on earth, so probably that wouldn’t be a priority for me in heaven, either.

But even though I didn’t fully understand it, that scene in an otherwise forgotten book has stuck with me for all these years. And now I see that there’s a lot of truth in it, but that realization has come with time, maturity—and pain.

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C. S. Lewis vs. A. W. Tozer: Who Was Right?

Was it purely coincidence that out of thousands of books in the bookstore that day, I bought these two books? You be the judge.

Because my children know me well, I got a gift card to Barnes & Noble for Mother’s Day, so I went in person to take a look around. (Real bookstores are analog paradise, and I thank God that they still exist!)

With the gift card burning a hole in my pocket, I headed first to the Religion/Christianity section and was pleased to see that it was well stocked. Three or four large bookcases, front and back, were packed with Bibles and other Christian writings. I instinctively gravitated toward C. S. Lewis, like meeting up with an old friend, looking specifically for On Writing (and Writers): A Miscellany of Advice and Opinions. Sadly, they didn’t have this book, but they did have one Lewis title that I’d been wanting for a while: The Weight of Glory. Without even looking at the contents, I grabbed it and kept browsing.

The two books I bought that day. The back cover of the Tozer book convinced me to buy it … and turned out to be the key to this whole story.
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Hand Copying the Entire Bible: Where I Am, How It’s Going, and What’s Ahead

I didn’t set out to copy the entire Bible by hand. And yet, somehow I am. Here’s my story.

How It Started: Back in 2018, I was searching for a new way to engage with the Bible on a daily basis. A friend of mine had created 36 months of topical Scripture writing lists—three years’ worth!—and I figured that I’d give it a try for a month and see if I liked it.

I did indeed like it. So I completed the entire three-year collection of passages, rarely missing a day. (I’m so thankful to my friend Debbie at The Architect and the Artist, who has allowed me to make her Scripture writing plans available here on my blog. You can download them for free from this post.)

But as I approached the end of her three-year plan, I began to panic just a wee bit. Scripture writing had become an important part of my day, and an integral part (sometimes the only part) of my daily time in the Word. I was about to run out of my three-year supply of topical verses, so I asked Debbie what she did after she completed her own Scripture writing plans. She told me that she just started copying out entire books of the Bible. (My jaw dropped, and you can find more about that story in my very first post on Scripture writing here.)

But I gave it a try. I started easy (Philippians, only four chapters), then challenged myself to see if I was really serious about this (Psalms, 150 chapters). Those two books took me about eight months, and by then I was completely hooked.

Where I Am Today: I began copying entire books of the Bible in September 2021. Four and a half years later, here’s where I am:

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Here’s to Christian Movie Characters Who Live Like Real Christians

Early on in the movie A Great Awakening (Sight & Sound Films, 2026), there’s a scene that unexpectedly brought tears to my eyes. The characters are a young Ben Franklin, around age 12, and his father, a candle maker. Mr. Franklin tells Ben (who is helping with the candles even though it clearly bores him) that among his 17 children, Ben’s birth order is special to him. He says something to him like, “Ben, you are my tenth son, my tithe given to the Lord. When you were born, I dedicated you to God.” By which he means that he’s hoping Ben will become a minister or preacher, but Ben doesn’t want to do this. Soon after, Ben is offered the chance to move to Boston to work in his brother’s print shop—and the rest is quite literally American history.

I cry pretty easily at movies, but even so, I wondered as I watched this scene: Why am I even getting weepy over this? It wasn’t because of the tender, well-acted incident between father and son, or the fact that Ben would soon be allowed to “follow his heart,” or that his father was kind and understanding rather than harsh or domineering.

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Three (Hard) Quotes for the Christian Life

When I became a Christian at age thirty, I knew I needed a lot of work, so I looked forward to the ways that I would surely be changed as a result of my new life in Christ. Some changes came easily—cleaning up my speech and stopping swearing, for example. But most of the other changes that happened to me (and there were many) took much more effort and much more time, such as finally being able to forgive family members for past hurts. As I grew in Christian maturity, I realized that all of these changes and challenges are a part of the lifelong sanctification process.

And of course, that sanctification process isn’t over yet. I still need a whole lot of refining, as we all do, in order to be holy, or set apart for God: “As obedient children, do not be conformed to the passions of your former ignorance, but as he who called you is holy, you also be holy in all your conduct, since it is written, ‘You shall be holy, for I am holy’” (1 Peter 1:14-16).

Recently I was reminded of three challenging, life-changing quotes that aren’t from the Bible, but are particularly convicting in terms of how Christians are set apart for God. They touch on areas of our lives that we don’t especially like to think about or talk about freely with others:

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A Grown-Up Visits Narnia, and What She Found There

I never read The Chronicles of Narnia as a child. In fact, I don’t think I had ever even heard of C. S. Lewis until I read Mere Christianity when I was nearly thirty.

Ten years later, I had three (almost four) children, and I read The Chronicles of Narnia aloud to them during lunch, as a part of our homeschool day—one of a very long line of lunchtime read-alouds with my kids. When I read Narnia that first time, my brain was partly engaged in the story as you would expect, but partly I was in teacher mode as I was with all read-alouds: Do they know the meaning of this word? Do I need to explain this scene? Is this sentence something I need to verbally edit as I go? Can we get to the end of this chapter before the 5-year-old runs out of food? When I close the book, is there anything we ought to talk about before they leave the table?

So yeah, I was distracted. I remember appreciating the story, though, and discussing the Christian allegory aspect with my children.

In the Narnia books, grown-ups are not allowed to enter Narnia from our world (the exception is that when Narnia is created, two adults are a part of that). When Narnia needs help, certain children from our world are called by Aslan to assist; then around the time they reach adolescence, they are told that they can’t return. How wonderful to be a child reading Narnia for the first time, imagining what it would be like if you, too, were one day called to assist this magical place of Talking Beasts, naiads and dryads, centaurs and fauns, and High Kings and Queens.

But alas, at my age, I’m too old for those kinds of dreams, in more ways than one. Still, I wanted to revisit Narnia as a grown-up, just for myself. Not as a teacher, not as a mom, but just for me. My questions going into this reading were (1) What would I think about the books as an adult, and (2) What affect, if any, would the reading experience have on me?

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Heaven Is Probably More (and Better) Than You Think

How much do you know about Heaven? And how much do you think about Heaven in your everyday life?

I’ve been a Christian for about 30 years, and I’ve been aware of how little I really knew about Heaven for most of that time … but I believed that no one knew much about Heaven with any degree of real certainty, so that was okay. “Heaven,” even for Bible-reading Christians, is one of those words that gets mentioned enough in a sort of vague way that you feel pretty comfortable with its fuzziness and uncertainty after a while.

As for how often I thought about Heaven, well … when someone close to me passed away, I thought about it. Other than that, unless I was specifically studying a section of the Bible or listening to a sermon that was about Heaven (both of which are more infrequent than you’d think), I didn’t think about it much in my daily life.

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Why I Ditched My Scrolling Habit, and What I Got in Return

One of the good gifts that God gives to his children is the gift of time. How do you use yours? Do you use it wisely and with a clear conscience, at least most of the time? Or (be honest, now) are you scrolling it away?

For the past several years, I’ve been feeling more and more convicted about how much time I spend on my phone. When I say “convicted,” I mean it seriously. I’ve felt like the Holy Spirit was nudging me to evaluate my online habits (in particular, mindless scrolling and compulsively checking my phone), call them out for what they were (a waste of my God-given time), and change my behavior for good.

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