Author: Christina Fox

God Writes a Great Story

I recently picked up a book my son was reading and flipped through it, noticing that a number of pages were folded down. Curious, I asked him why he did it. “Because those are all my favorite parts,” he responded. He’s a boy after my own heart because I do the same thing. I dog-ear and mark up my books so I can go back and reread my favorite parts. In some books though, there are no pages folded down. In those books, I found myself editing as I read, thinking of ways I would have written it differently,...

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We Need Community

We went to Alaska a few years ago to visit relatives. Our cousins asked what we wanted to do during our visit. I immediately piped up, “Hiking!” They talked about a few nearby trails, casually mentioning a recent bear attack. “A bear attack?” I asked in a raised high-pitched voice. “Never mind, we don’t need to go hiking…” One of the cousins responded, “We’ll be fine. The person who was attacked was out by herself. We’ll be safe because we are together.” Created for Community Do you ever think that life would be easier if we could do it...

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Once Worthless, Now Precious

What does your name mean? I once did a study with my children on the names of God. We started by looking at each of their names and what they mean. I laughed to myself at the irony of how my children significantly reflect their names’ meanings. My own name means Christian, or “Christ follower.” Unlike my children, I did not come out of the womb reflecting the meaning of my name. Rather, I put on my name when God gripped my heart and made me his child. From Useless to Useful Onesimus had a similar experience with his...

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How the Laments Speak to Our Fears

We had planned the trip for months. I looked forward to seeing God’s wonders on display in the majestic peaks of Northern California. I couldn’t wait to hear the sounds of rushing water and stand beside the towering ancient pines. After a long hike, we waited for our turn to stand at the rickety metal fence that was the only thing keeping us from falling thousands of feet to the Yosemite Valley below. As soon as I stepped up to the fence, my stomach grew nauseous. Then my head started spinning, and all I wanted to do was run...

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Cynicism and the God Who Makes All Things New

In our homeschool, I’ve been going through a cycle of World History with my children. We began with ancient civilizations and have moved slowly through the centuries each year. Most recently, we studied WWII. Each time I read an event in history, one of the kids inevitably mutters, “Another story of someone trying to conquer and take over the world.” They groan as they hear stories of dictators and rulers making promises because they know that in the end, they will rule with an iron fist—until the next dictator comes along. Cynicism Under the Sun Doesn’t life seem that...

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