Springtime is in the air, with all the hope and new life that goes with this change of season. Sadly, there are times when a person cannot even enjoy the promise of newness that our faith gives. Perhaps the winter has been harsh with loss or disappointments. There may be a diminished resiliency for those who have endured many seasons of loss and change.

The world is full of ideas. We live with tiny computers in our pockets to call and text and email anyone in the world. There’s a new TED talk weekly on any topic you can imagine. Researchers create new medicines. Artists create new mediums. Companies create new and innovative products.

In the following excerpt from his book, Being Lutheran, author Trevor Sutton talks about Jesus saving the world from a “meh” mentality and what that means for us as followers of Christ.

The following post is an excerpt from Love Rules.

It seems like most of my friends are turning into their moms. (I am too.) Sometimes on Facebook, I confuse whole generations of women with each other. I do double takes when I’m scrolling through my feed. “Chelsea’s mom looks so young. Oh, wait. That is Chelsea.”

There’s a cacophony of identity discussions blowing up my newsfeeds. People are passionate about peeing; this isn’t one of those blogs, but I have done some serious thinking this week about identity.

Martin Luther had a lot to say about a lot of things. The poor man even ate dinner with people sitting around taking notes every time he spoke. As a result of Luther saying so much for so long, Luther quotes can often be apocryphal in nature. When I hear one of these quotes, I like to say, “Well that certainly sounds like something Luther could have said, and maybe he should have said it, but he actually never did, as far as we know.”

Nobody ever feels ready for being a mom.

All we have is a heart bursting with more love than we knew it could hold and faith that Jesus will walk us through the years ahead. No wonder we find ourselves praying, “Help me, Lord.”

When we do premarital counseling, my husband and I have a phrase we say over and over again—“Take divorce out of your vocabulary.”

There has been a lot of talk about tattoos in my house lately. No one got a tattoo, nor is anyone getting one in the near future. They have just been the topic of conversation.

“Then I saw heaven opened, and behold, a white horse! The one sitting on it is called Faithful and True, and in righteousness He judges and makes war. His eyes are like a flame of fire, and on His head are many diadems, and He has a name written that no one knows but Himself. He is clothed in a robe dipped in blood, and the name by which He is called is The Word of God” (Revelation 19:11–13 ESV).