Reckless Love

    I have come to see the immense value of a shared story.  It is interesting to me how social media has created story features and we no longer share a post, but a story.  We all know the facade of our highlight reels with our social media friends so let's not pretend that what we post there is our story.  But we all have one because our lives tell a story.      Can you recall a moment in your own life where your story intersected with another?  That time when you were walking through something hard, feeling alone and like you were the only one experiencing this, but then either you shared your story or encountered someone on a similar path and suddenly you were no longer alone.   Right now I am doing my best to raise teenagers, and it is not for the faint of heart.  But each time I hear a story from another parent I breathe a sigh of relief that my home is not Crazy Town because others know what this season of life is like and get it.      This isn't going to be a long post

     We all have those times in our lives where something happens and the trajectory of our life changes and does not go back to the way it was before.  It could be something momentous like graduation, marriage, or children or something uninvited like divorce, sickness, or death.  At other times it is a series of small decisions or lessons learned that guide us in a new direction and then we look back over time and see we are no longer who we once were.       It is hard to believe this summer my family and I will have been in this home for 6 years.  It is even harder to believe how much has changed in my life in what seemed like just a few short years.  But what I want to focus on and remember is what God has done in me over the last year.  This past weekend was what I am calling a "Marker Moment" in my life.  It is a point in time that I chose to mark with a specific act to say "THIS is worth remembering".  On 2/3/24 I chose to be baptized in my church, not because