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We all suck

February 6, 2015 By Lindsey Staton

I’m an incorrigible optimist. I assume the best from everyone. Everybody wants to be my friend. Everybody’s hearts are right, everyone means well, all are fabulous until proven, well, normal. My mom, however, has been gifted with discernment in spades. I used to mistake it for skepticism, but now I see it as wise and I REALLY wish I had inherited that trait. Oh well. (This is where God says, You get what you get and you don’t pitch a fit. Fine.)

I’ve been burned a number of times because of this naiveté. A couple of them have been doozies. Discernment doesn’t come naturally to me. It’s a muscle I need to work out. But we all know how I feel about exercise. [Read more…]

Paging Zacchaeus

January 30, 2015 By Lindsey Staton

When I was in college, every Thursday night my friends and I would go to this country line dance club called Roper’s. We usually met up to leave around 10 PM and would dance pretty much nonstop from about 11 PM to 2 AM. But you know, we were young and dumb with endless energy. Occasionally, we would leave there and go do something ELSE. Waffle House, Krispy Kreme, the Purple Onion (an 24-hour Greek restaurant near campus).

Every week they played the same songs and every week we did the same dances. There were specific line dances for specific songs and, if you went every week, they were pretty easy to pick up. Of course they would mix in some regular party music where we could do our own thing and some slow songs so we could slow dance with our current significant other (or take a water break). But for the most part, the intro to the song would play, we would recognize it and get ready, the DJ would count us off and we would all start dancing.

There’s a warm sense of belonging and camaraderie when you look around the dance floor and see your dearest friends and even perfect strangers doing the same dance you’re doing. It’s like a big wonderful private joke that we were all in on. I never noticed anyone not dancing. I was too busy getting my groove on with my people. [Read more…]

Just like riding a bike

January 23, 2015 By Lindsey Staton

Being a divorced kid is hard. I wasn’t one, but I watch my kids do it every day. They get passed back and forth and somewhere in their hearts there has to be a quiet but consistent sense of brokenness and reminder that this wasn’t how it was supposed to be.

And sometimes your parents are distracted by the complications of it all and things get forgotten.

My daughter was seven years old before she learned to ride a bike without training wheels. I thought her dad would do it, he probably thought I would do it. But by the time she turned seven, she was embarrassed that all her friends were training-wheel free. It was (past) time. [Read more…]

What’s your blank?

January 15, 2015 By Lindsey Staton

I worked in the 20s-30s ministry at my church for a couple years and I spent a lot of time researching that age group, also knowns as Millennials. I am currently working at the fabulous RELEVANT magazine, a 20s-30s publication that has somehow managed to find the perfect mix of current, cool and Christian. (I believe the word I’m looking for is, well, relevant. Check out the magazine/website/podcast: relevantmagazine.com. And disclaimer: Nothing I write is their fault.) I’ve also been leading Bible studies and teaching Sunday School classes for my peers since I graduated from college.

All that to say, I’ve spent some serious time looking at (and personally experiencing) the young adult need for finding their purpose and God’s will for their lives. But you know what? I don’t think that search magically goes away once you hit age 40. Seems like a universal issue to me. Why am I here? Is it just about the American dream? Get a job, marry somebody, buy a house, have some kids, join PTA, buy some stuff, become a grandparent, retire, die comfortably in my sleep. And then stand before God and say, “Well, that was nice. Glad to be Home.” [Read more…]

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