Caring for others is meaningful work, but it can also be exhausting.
Whether you’re parenting, fostering, supporting a loved one, or simply carrying the weight of daily responsibilities, it’s easy to place your own needs at the bottom of the list. Many caregivers spend so much time making sure everyone else is okay that they forget to check in with themselves.
Our recent Hope Ranch gathering was truly something special. With around 100 people attending, CKFS families and staff came together for a day filled with connection, laughter, and fresh air in a beautiful outdoor setting.
The school principal was craving a What-A-Burger, so I volunteered to get one for him and his administrative assistant. We have all been friends for many years, as I have worked with kids on their campus.
As soon as the weather begins to warm, people flock to local nurseries, filling their carts with plants intended for pots and flower beds and windowsills. The bright green of the new growth and the promise of blooms have a way of lifting our moods and beautifying our surroundings. And each plant holds a quiet kind of hope…Hope that it will take root and with a little care, it will flourish.
Have you heard of Lupercalia, a pagan celebration?
It was born before Jesus and spread across the Roman nation.
Throughout the Roman empire was a party for fertility.
Goats and dogs were sacrificed, not seen as incivility.
They honored Remus and Romulus, the early Roman king,
as well as their god Faunus – who unlike Cupid, had no wings.
February often portrays love as colorful hearts and picture-perfect moments, but the kind of love that truly shapes children is usually much quieter, and is often much harder. Loving children well is not a passive act; it’s a daily, intentional commitment.
A longtime foster parent and friend of CK Family Services, Dawna Guerin offers a glimpse into her home and her heart.
Christians call the story of Jesus the “gospel.” The word really means “good news” or “good story.” I love the latter definition. Everyone loves a good story. Good news is most enjoyed, and most helpful, when it is shared.
Every January, we’re surrounded by talk of New Year’s resolutions, often big goals, bold declarations, and ambitious plans for an entirely “new you.” And to be clear, there’s nothing wrong with setting goals. Having something to aim for can be motivating and life-giving.
But for many of us, those grand resolutions typically don’t survive into February.
I have told you every year: Christmas is my favorite time of the year, and all other holidays fall far behind in my book. The season starts November 1 for our family, with lights going up, and three trees in place (the Santa tree, the Red tree and the just lights tree). To go with the trees, we have hundreds of beautiful Santas across the house with animated trains, Ferris wheels, carousels and glitter globes galore. Each and every piece was bought with purpose and love, and each has a story my wife and I can tell.