A Missional Way of Life

Have you ever noticed that laughter is contagious?

The video is actually a social experiment. With hidden cameras set up at a local bus stop, an actor is sent in among the “regular” folks. As you can see, at a certain point, the actor begins laughing, first to himself and then more heartily. Eventually, even the most hesitant among the group begins to smile and take part in the communal laughter — because laughter is contagious.

According to Sophie Scott, a neuroscientist at University College London, laughter is contagious because our brains perceive laughter as something positive. In her research, Scott and her team played a series of sounds to volunteers and measured the responses in their brains with an fMRI scanner. Some sounds were positive, like laughter or a baby cooing or triumphant shouts, while others were negative, like screaming or retching.

All of these sounds trigger responses in the region of the brain that prepares your face muscles to move in a way that corresponds to the sound. But they found that response was much higher for positive sounds, suggesting they are more contagious than negative sounds – which could explain our involuntary smiles when we see people laughing. That’s why the laugh track was invented.

It seems that something good and positive is more contagious than anything else.

Perhaps this explains the story of the early church. In the book of Acts, the church bursts onto the scene with a flourish, a force for good unlike anything the world has ever seen. And the church experiences incredible growth from the outset. And as we’ll see by looking at Acts 2, this growth is attributed to these earliest Christians being devoted to a good and positive way of life — a missional way of life.

They devoted themselves to the apostles’ teaching and to the fellowship, to the breaking of bread and to prayer. Everyone was filled with awe, and many wonders and miraculous signs were done by the apostles. All the believers were together and had everything in common. Selling their possessions and goods, they gave to anyone as he had need. Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts, praising God and enjoying the favor of all the people. And the Lord added to their number daily those who were being saved.

This summary statement comes on the heels of Peter’s sermon on the Day of Pentecost. After Peter declares the Good News, about 3,000 people received the word and were baptized. This act of repentance signals the beginning of a new way of life. These 3,000 people didn’t “join” the church; they were added by God Himself. In the New Testament, you don’t “join” a church; you become the church.

And Luke describes the way of life of these earliest Christians. He says in v42 that they were devoted to a particular way of life. The word “devoted” means “to be diligently preoccupied, to hold fast.” The believers are sold out to the way of life that Luke describes.

Luke identifies four areas of common devotion among God’s people:

  • The apostle’s teaching – the story of Jesus as the ultimate fulfillment / focal point of the biblical narrative.
  • Fellowshipkoinonia, a shared life together. We share Jesus in common, that means we share life together.
  • Breaking of bread – communion together. This practice is a demonstration of our fellowship with one another.
  • Prayer – the early church was steadfast in her prayer life.

Moving from these practices, Luke spells out some of the church’s core values:

  • Awe (v43) – everyone was filled with awe at the many wonders taking place in their midst. God was regularly at work among His people, prompting the believers to recognize that “our God is an awesome God.”
  • Friendship (v44) – all the people were together and had everything in common. This line is an allusion to a well-known Greek proverb concerning friendship: “friends hold all things in common.” Greek philosophers cited this proverb as a feature of their utopian visions of society. The best societies were envisioned as networks of friendship. With this phrase, Luke vividly describes the church as a place of deep, true friendship.
  • Generosity (v45) – believers sold their possessions and gave to meet the needs of others. Luke says they gave indiscriminately, helping anyone in need. Love for others was manifest through generosity and compassion.
  • Table Hospitality (v46) – they broke bread regularly. The table is one of the central icons in the Christian faith and we see the power of the table here. Sharing a meal together is still one of our most formative practices.
  • Joy (v46) – they lived with glad and sincere hearts. To be glad is to be joyful. The early Christians were a people of celebration. They were Good News people. The irony here is that they took their salvation seriously — which prompted them to be incredibly joyful!
  • Worship (v47) – they continue to praise God, in particular through song. Their love for God was evident by the way they worshipped together.
  • Community (v47) – they enjoyed the favor of the community. “Favor” is literally “grace.” In context, it means good will. The surrounding community understood this way of life as something good and positive.

The favor they enjoyed in the community helps to explain the final line of the text: And the Lord added to their number daily those who were being saved. This new entity that comes to be known as “the church” was immediately perceived as something good and positive. Like laughter spreading through a bus stop, this Gospel-formed way of life was contagious.

And another word we could use to describe this way of life: missional.

The word “missional” is not a description of a specific activity of the church or one of the many programs of the church. Instead, “missional” gets at the very essence and identity of the church. “Missional” is not something we do, it’s who we are. Remember, the earliest Christians didn’t join a church; they became THE church. And by becoming the church, they embraced this way of life that the world perceived to be good. People in the community benefitted from the church’s existence. And that created missional opportunities for God’s people.

To be “missional” is to live “on mission.” And what is our mission? Love is our mission. As I’ve been writing for several months now, love prompted God to send Jesus into the world on a mission of redemption (John 3:16). And Jesus leaves His followers a mission to make disciples through sharing the Good News (Matt. 28; Acts 1:8). But Jesus grounds all of this in love when He teaches His followers that the greatest commands are to love God and love others. The believers we read about in Acts 2 were devoted to loving God and loving others. And by living “on mission” — living in obedience to the greatest commands of Jesus — their lives had a “missional” quality. By loving God and loving others, their numbers grew.

It has been said that the church is the only society that exists for the benefit of those who are not its members. Like Abraham in Genesis 12, the church understands her blessings as opportunities to bless others. We’ve been blessed in order to be a blessing. This is the missional perspective: our lives announce the Good News by showing the world what it looks like to love God and love others.

The early church didn’t grow because they were recruiting members to the cause. People don’t want to be recruited. People want to be loved. We want to experience love and to see love modeled. And there was something about those earliest believers — something about the way they loved — that was certainly contagious.

We might call it a missional way of life.

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2016 All-Star Ballot

Here’s my ballot for the 2016 MLB All-Star Game. I always try to vote objectively, only casting my ballot for the players I consider to be the most deserving at each position. This was especially hard in the National League, because I’d really like to see Yadier Molina and Bryce Harper in the starting lineup. What sort of All Star Game would it be without these guys? But my personal history won’t let me be a homer here. I’m sticking with the most deserving players based on their season totals so far.

Here’s my ballot for the American League:

C Salvador Perez

1B Eric Hosmer

2B Jose Altuve

SS Xander Bogaerts

3B Manny Machado

OF Mike Trout

OF Ian Desmond

OF Mark Trumbo

DH David Ortiz

I thought about Encarnacion over Ortiz, but it’s pretty close and this is our last chance to cheer for Big Papi in an All Star Game. You could also make a case for Cano over Altuve, but Altuve’s unexpected first half power surge gives him the edge. Ian Desmond will likely be a reserve, but he’s deserving of a starting nod.

And now my National League ballot:

C Wilson Ramos

1B Paul Goldschmidt

2B Daniel Murphy

SS Trevor Story

3B Nolan Arenado

OF Carlos Gonzalez

OF Miguel Ozuna

OF Starling Marte

Let’s hope this Cubs foolishness doesn’t come to fruition. You could really flip a coin between Rizzo and Goldy; I prefer Goldy, but wouldn’t argue with Rizzo. And I understand the Kris Bryant infatuation, although Nolan Arenado is actually better in every facet of the game.

But Ben Zobrist over Daniel Murphy? Seriously? And Addison Russell? Have you seen the guy’s numbers? He’s this year’s Omar Infante. It’s really a shame, because one of the brilliant triad of NL rookie shortstops (Aledmys Diaz, Trevor Story, Corey Seager) is likely to be left off the roster due to Russell’s inane inclusion.

It’s doubtful that any of my NL outfielders will win starting roles, but I think they’re all more deserving than the current contenders. If Ozuna is left off the roster, it’ll be a travesty.

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Out West: Rockies Game

Tonight we closed out our vacation with a Rockies game at Coors Field in Denver. You probably already know this about us, but our family is really into baseball. As in, we’re kinda fanatical about it. In fact, we’re doing this family odyssey to see a ball game at all 30 major league stadiums. I had the chance to visit Coors Field with a good friend back in 1998, but this was the first visit for the rest of the family. So that puts Sunny up to 20 current big league stadiums; Joshua and Abby Kate are now at 11; and Jackson has been to 9 current parks.

IMG_0383I use the MLB Ballpark app every time I go to a ball game. It has a “check in” feature that unlocks team store discounts, ticket upgrades, etc., but I love it because the app maintains a journal of your ball game experiences. For the past several years, I’ve used the app to load pictures of all our game experiences and I love looking back through the journal feature as a way of reminiscing. Anyway, I checked in and it automatically posted across all my social media platforms. Ordinarily, I don’t like doing this…and honestly, I forgot that I had that feature turned on. But in this case, I’m glad I did, because the post notified a couple of our friends that we were at tonight’s game. And wouldn’t you know it, our friends happened to be at the same game! Moreover, they were seated one section over from us! We spent the middle innings catching up with them and even had the chance to snap a group photo after the game. What a special treat!

The game was fun. We had an unexpected pitcher’s duel until about the sixth inning. After that, both offenses came alive and the runs started piling up. The Rockies took the lead on a two-run double by Nolan Arenado and held on for a 9-5 victory. But the best part of the night for us took place just as the ninth inning was about to begin.

While Jason Motte was taking his warm-up throws from the mound for the ninth inning, a nicely dressed middle-aged man walked up the aisle and leaned over to say something to Jackson. “Did you get a foul ball tonight, son?” As he asked his question, he extended his hand to reveal the white whale of professional baseball games: an official Major League baseball. Grown men have been known to revert to a latently primitive, animalistic state just to get their hands on one hit foul. And here was this nice man, just handing one over to my son.

IMG_0270Jackson looked up with a look of shock and surprise. “No,” he said quietly. The kind gentleman simply put the ball in Jackson’s hand and turned back up the aisle to head out. It all happened so quickly and we were all so stunned that I barely had time to shout a word of thanks. The man smiled again, offered a simple wave, and he was gone.

No more than two minutes later, a Rockies fan came bounding up the aisle and said to us, “Do you know who that guy was? The guy that gave you that ball?” Everybody looked at me; I could only shrug and say, “Uh, no.”

Rockies fan said, “That was the Rockies owner, Charlie Monfort.”

We stared at him blankly.

Rockies fan said, “With all the Cardinals gear you guys are wearing, I figured you probably didn’t know who that was.”

Uh…yeah.

Mr. Monfort, I don’t know if you’ll ever read this, but just in case you do, your kindness created a priceless memory for one young nine-year-old tonight. Heck, we weren’t even wearing the “right” colors tonight — Cardinals red rather than Rockies purple — but you took the time to make one little boy feel extra special. No fanfare. No fuss. Just the sheer wonder that stirs in the heart of a little boy who rides home from the game with a ball in his hands.

Father to father, thank you.

And Go Rockies.

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Out West, Day 6

We spent our sixth day out west making a day trip over to Mount Evans. When we first started planning our trip, we knew there were several things we definitely wanted to do, like Rushmore, the Rocky Mountain National Park, etc. But I was eager to add to our list, so I did a quick Google search for things to do in Denver. One of the top attractions on multiple lists was the drive up to Mount Evans. And I have to say the trip did not disappoint.

(If you want to see more detailed pics, Sunny has posted a blog with great pictures from our day trip to Mount Evans.)

img_3206As one of Colorado’s “fourteeners”, Mount Evans is the highest summit of the Chicago Peaks. But what makes this such a unique trip is that the Mount Evans Scenic Byway is the highest paved road in the US. The views were pretty incredible, but driving was also quite terrifying! There were a few moments where I just had to focus on the lines on the road and not think about the fact that there were thousand-foot drop-offs just inches away!

The Bybee boys at Mount Evans

The Bybee boys at Mount Evans

The boys and I climbed up the final hundred feet or so to snap this picture at the tip top of the mountain. Of course, as soon as we made it to the top, a cloud rolled in and blocked our view. But you can still see a bit of the adjacent mountain in the background of this picture. It really is hard to put into words how incredible and terrifying this experience was! And I would totally do it again!

My takeaway from the drive to Mount Evans was amazement at the majesty of creation. In a world that preaches a relentless message of human priority and self-importance, it’s nice to be reminded that we’re awfully small in the grand scheme of things. Seriously.

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Out West, Days 4&5

We really enjoyed the first part of our vacation in western South Dakota. Thursday was spent making the trip from Rapid City, SD to Estes Park, CO. We arrived in Estes Park about an hour before sundown. Driving in on Highway 34 was breathtaking with incredible views along the Big Thompson River. We were able to do a little shopping downtown before turning in.

IMG_0736Friday morning we had an early horseback riding tour of Estes Park…and it was awesome! We were each outfitted with our own horse and we rode about 45 minutes to a “cowboy” breakfast buffet with pancakes, eggs, sausage, OJ, and cowboy coffee. In the name of full disclosure, I have to tell you that we had a pretty rough start. I’m pretty sure at one point our guide was trying to calm down / coach all three of our kids at one time! But after the first 5-10 minutes, everybody got the hang of it and we did pretty well.

After our horseback ride, we spent the rest of the day at the Rocky Mountain National Park. When we were in the Badlands a few days ago, I remember thinking, “This will probably be my favorite part of the trip.” The Badlands just have a unique beauty to them that captures my imagination. But as much as I enjoyed hiking through the Badlands, nothing can compare to the majesty of the Rocky Mountains. It was a deeply spiritual experience for me.

IMG_0752Jackson started feeling bad on our horseback tour and by the time we reached the National Park, he was about to fall asleep. So rather than immediately hitting up the Bear Lake Trailhead like we originally planned, we opted to set out on Trail Ridge Road instead. We made a quick stop at Alluvial Fan and then began our climb up into the sky. (Sunny has a more detailed account of the drive at her blog.) There were a couple of scary places along the way, but those turned out to be nothing compared to our adventure the next day. (More about that in tomorrow’s post.)

IMG_0755The highlight of the day for me was a conversation I had with Joshua at Nymph Lake. After hiking all the way to the top, we each sat down to enjoy the view of the lake and the surrounding mountain peaks. Joshua sat down beside me and said, “This would be a nice prayer spot.” There’s a place near our house that he goes sometimes when he just wants to spend some time with God. It’s a quiet place near a little pond out the back of our neighborhood and I think Nymph Lake reminded him of that tranquil spot.

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The “prayer spot” at Nymph Lake

I told Joshua that he was right, such a quiet location would be great for praying. “Let’s take a minute and pray right now,” I said. Joshua led us in a beautiful prayer and he said something that I thought was really profound. He was thanking God for all the things we had been able to see over the past few days: the Badlands, the Rocky Mountains, Bear and Nymph Lake, etc. And then he said, “But, God, even though all of these things belong to you, you tell us that we are your prized possession. And that’s pretty awesome.”

And I couldn’t agree more with Joshua’s assessment: God has created some pretty wondrous things (which have been on full display for us these past few days) but He still considers us His greatest creation, His beloved and treasured image-bearers.

And we, out of all creation, became his prized possession. — James 1.18

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Out West, Day 3

Our third day out west has been a full one. We spent the day touring Badlands National Park and it was incredible. I’m really thankful that Sunny is taking a ton of photos and keeping a more detailed photo log of our trip over at her blog, but the pictures don’t even do justice to the topography. In some ways, the landscape is harsh enough to be unsightly, but there’s also a powerful sense of beauty here. I know this will be a day we’ll remember for a long time.

IMG_0709We drove a little further and entered the park at the northeast entrance closest to the Visitor’s Center. We stopped at the first overlook and took plenty of pictures. Of course, the boys were super excited to run around and take it all in — especially Jackson. I could totally see him working out here one day as a park ranger or something.

Jackson "in the cleft of the rock"

Jackson “in the cleft of the rock”

Our first hike of the day was the most rigorous – Notch Trail. Halfway through the hike, there’s a huge ladder that you have to climb. I think the hike is only 1.5 miles, but our crew was plenty winded after climbing the ladder. While the others sat in the shade and rehydrated, Jackson and I finished the hike which summits at a beautiful point overlooking the White River Valley.

We also completed two other hikes, Door and Window, each of which was less than a mile. But after Notch, nobody was complaining about that. In fact, by the time we were ready to take on Door Trail, the girls decided to wait in the car while the men folk set out for a final expedition. At the end of the Door Trail, the boys and I took a celebratory selfie.

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These Badlands start treating us good

At the end of Door Trail, the boys and I sat down to rest. I don’t know how it happened, but we had an impromptu devotional right there on the spot, thanking God for creating such wondrous beauty and allowing us to witness it. After our prayer, Jackson sat by himself for a few minutes and I snapped this candid picture of my boy taking in the wonder of God’s creation.

IMG_0729After our hikes, we hit up the Visitor’s Center again for some snacks before driving through the scenic loop. We saw all kinds of animals: prairie dogs, mountain goats, pronghorns, etc. It was great to just take our time driving through and soaking in the sights here.

We finished the evening with dinner at Wall Drug Store. This was one of my favorite days. So grateful for this time together as a family.

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Out West, Day 2

Today was a fun day. We woke up in Cheyenne and drove four hours to Wind Cave in South Dakota. Some time last year, as we were preparing for this trip, Sunny and I bought a book on the National Parks. I’d read about Wind Cave — the Native American legends about the Cave, the way it was extensively mapped by Alvin McDonald in the 1890s — and I really wanted us to check it out. Only a handful of people are able to take the candlelight tour each day, so I was excited when I was able to secure us a reservation about a month ago. We toured the depths of the cave with candle buckets as our only source of light — just like it was the 1890s. Unfortunately, they don’t allow cameras and/or flash photography in the cave, so we didn’t get any pictures. But I spent most of the hike walking with Abby Kate, who rocked it like a champ! Sunny commented that this was one of the most adventurous things we’ve done together as a family and I would have to agree. Jackson especially loved it. Hannah, our tour guide, gave him a few special responsibilities and Jackson just ate it up. At one point, as Jackson took off climbing up one of the cave walls, Hannah said, “Boy, you’re like a little monkey, buddy!” Yes, welcome to my world, lady.

After leaving Wind Cave, we took a scenic drive through Custer State Park. Sunny took several pictures of prairie dogs and buffalo, but she’ll post those to her blog at a later date. It took us a couple of hours — with a few stops in between — but we eventually made it to Mount Rushmore just as the sun was setting. I was worried that we wouldn’t get many good pictures, but I think they turned out okay.

We decided to stay for the evening “lighting” of the monument, which was really cool. They had a special video presentation that highlighted the accomplishments of each of the four Presidents, followed by the lighting of the monument at dusk. A park ranger asked for all active duty and retired military to come to the stage for the lowering and removing of the flag. It was definitely a moving ceremony and a great way to end our day.

The Bybees at Mt. Rushmore

The Bybees at Mt. Rushmore

The little monkey climbed in my arms for a quick pic at Mt. Rushmore

The little monkey climbed in my arms for a quick pic at Mt. Rushmore

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Out West, Day 1

IMG_0156Today we set out on our summer family vacation. We began the day at home in Huntsville and we’re bedding down tonight in Cheyenne, Wyoming. Tomorrow we wake up and head to Wind Cave and Mount Rushmore. We’ve been planning this trip for quite some time and I’m really looking forward to the next couple of days together.

A couple of years ago, I blogged about our big family road trip (you can read about Day 1 of the summer 2014 baseball road trip here). It was a great trip with lots of fun car games, deep conversations, plenty of good music, and some fantastic memories. I’m hoping that this trip will be more of the same.

This is the family selfie that inaugurates the official vacation journey. He’s hard to see, but Jackson is back there somewhere in the back. Not much to report today since we spent most of the day either on a plane or in a car. We did have one near-catastrophe: in our haste to get all the luggage (and children) loaded up, I completely forgot to put the garage door down. Thankfully, a friend texted me to let me know and he was able to take care of it for me.

My favorite memory of the day came this afternoon in Colorado. We were driving north of Denver on our way to Cheyenne and Sunny spotted these HUGE dandelions on the side of the highway. That led to a conversation about how we would go pick dandelions as kids and the fun we’d have by blowing the seeds and watching the wind whisk them away. We stopped for dinner a few miles down the road and as we were heading back to I-25, we spotted some more ginormous dandelions. So I made Sunny get out of the car and re-live an old childhood memory. Here’s the picture I took of her with her baseball-sized dandelion!

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Stay tuned for more to come this week as the Bybee family tours the great American West!

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Let Justice Roll Down

But let justice roll down like waters, and righteousness like an ever-flowing stream. — Amos 5:24

In these times, the “not yet” nature of the Kingdom of God is felt most profoundly. At every turn it seems ours is a world gone mad. As a person of faith, I find myself groaning along with all creation (Romans 8:22), longing for God to move swiftly and justly against the forces of evil.

Justice is a universal human longing. From our earliest days, we cry foul, appealing to some innate sense of right and wrong, fair and not. And yet, I’ve come to believe that such an intrinsically human desire can only be satiated by divine intervention. Who among us can claim to deliver justice truly and impartially, bound as we are by the insufficiencies of our flesh? Who would you trust to render an absolute, ultimate judgment on even the most insignificant matters in our lives? Our longing for justice can only be met by an “other” – one possessing objective access to all truth.

What must it say about God that the embedded desire for justice cuts across all social and cultural barriers, uniting humanity in both protest and hopefulness?

And as we know full well, there’s plenty to protest. Justice was not served this week in the Stanford rape case. This is not a case about public intoxication; it is a matter of sexual assault. In an all-too-familiar headline, a young woman was victimized by the selfishness and recklessness of another. And while she lives with the physical and emotional burden of that horrific night (as she detailed in the courageous letter she read to her attacker), the rapist receives a mere slap on the wrist. As fathers, we shudder to consider the implications of raising daughters in such a culture.

This is not justice.

This morning, news broke of a nightclub shooting in Florida, evidently the work of a radical terrorist. This was a hate crime, plain and simple, born in the heart of one man who despised an entire group of people, those who were “other” to him. In what is being described as the deadliest shooting in U.S. history, the gunman assassinated 50 people, injuring dozens more at a gay nightclub in Orlando. This case is not about your beliefs about the LGBT community; nor is it a platform for you to sermonize about gun control. It’s about terrorism and hate. Some may find a morsel of satisfaction in the fact that Orlando police shot and killed the gunman.

And yet, this is not justice either, at least not in the fullest sense of the word.

Biblical justice is rooted in the righteousness of God. The two terms are linked linguistically and theologically. Hebrew scholar Abraham Joshua Heschel writes:

Justice is usually defined as giving every person his due. Greeks used numerical symbols like the number 8 to express the essence of justice: two contra-posited terms. 8 is divisible, balanced, like the image of the scales. In contrast, the biblical notion is rooted in the righteousness of God – a surging stream of never-ending movement. Obstacles must be washed away for justice to be done. No rock is so hard that water cannot pierce it. Justice is not a mere norm, but a fighting drive. God’s mighty stream brings life to parched land. Righteousness is a vast and mighty stream because God is its source.

Thus Amos cries out for the justice of God to “roll down like waters.” The prayer is actually a promise, coming to Amos in the voice of God Himself. Amos would have his audience hear these words coming from heaven, the voice of an “other” whose righteousness will one day wash the land clean of wickedness and evil. And heaven thunders, “What ought to be, shall be.” If this is not true, then God is neither righteous nor just.

I write this tonight because I need to remember. I need to remember that we should never turn a blind eye to the injustices all around us. We should never give in to the impulse to unnecessarily assess equal blame, to somehow imply that a victim is responsible for the harm inflicted upon her. But I also need to remember that I am incapable of meting out the true justice that my heart seeks. I am limited: by my perspective, by my understanding, by the boundaries of my own empathy. Therefore, I especially need to remember that bloodlust and justice are never the same thing.

For every woman who has been similarly assaulted, abused, blamed, and rejected…

For every person who has similarly suffered because of the deep-seeded hatred of another…

Tonight, my prayer is that justice would roll down.

Righteous justice from on high — Heschel’s “surging stream of never-ending movement” — is the only longing great enough, grand enough, and true enough to sustain us in our tribulation.

Come quickly, Lord.

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Nine Years Old

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My little daredevil on the ski lift Gatlinburg, Spring 2016

Today our youngest turns nine years old, which is really hard for me to believe.

Sidebar: I’m not one of those people who has a problem with getting older. I know plenty of adults who complain about their age or dress like they’re a decade younger. Not me. I’ll turn 40 this year and I have no problem with that. Honestly, 40 feels about right. But where I find myself bucking reality is when it comes to the age of my children. I honestly can’t believe how quickly they’re growing up. It’s like I’m living in a time warp or something. In some ways it seems as if they just got here and all of a sudden their childhood is half over. Seriously.

Nine years ago, God brought a strong-willed bundle of life into our family. Sunny’s pregnancy was fraught with complications, but God delivered our third child to us at 9:01am on June 11, 2007. After deliberating back and forth for months, we decided to name him Jackson Cash; Jackson, which means “God has been gracious” and Cash, which means “peace.” (You can read the full etymology here.) Sunny and I wanted Jackson’s name to serve as a constant reminder of the gracious provision of God. And our prayer for him is that his name would be a testimony to the shalom of the Lord.

Jackson is one of the most determined people I know. I love watching him focus on a project and seeing it through to completion. Whether it’s school work, art work, or his latest LEGO creation, Jackson doesn’t give up and I love that about my son. I also love that he isn’t overly concerned with the perception of others. I believe that it takes a unique person to be a sibling to a set of multiples. While his brother and sister are kind of a “unit” — they usually receive the same privileges at or around the same time; they’re in the same class; they have the same friends; etc. — Jackson is comfortable being his own person. He’s unfazed by what others are doing. More often than not, he’s going to go his own way. And I love this about Jackson as well. It reminds me of another Bybee man — Jackson’s grandfather.

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June 11, 2016

Jackson, you bring us so much joy. I cannot imagine our family without you. I love being silly with you. I love cuddling on the couch with you and watching Star Wars. I love your wild storytelling ability. I love your adventurous spirit. I love your headstrong confidence. I love listening to your prayers. And I love that you’re my son.

Happy birthday, son!

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