05/29/2026
I think sometimes we picture sharing Jesus as something big.
A moment that stands out.
A conversation that feels important.
Something we’ll clearly recognize when it happens.
But most of the time… it doesn’t look like that.
It looks small.
A kind word.
An extra minute of patience.
Choosing to show up when it would be easier not to.
Things that don’t feel like much in the moment.
But they add up.
And our kids are watching those moments more than anything else.
Not just what we say about God.
But how we live when no one is really paying attention.
Because that’s where faith becomes real.
Not in the big, obvious moments.
In the ordinary ones.
The ones that don’t feel like they matter that much.
But somehow… they do.
They shape how our kids understand love.
What they believe about consistency.
What it looks like to care for people in real ways.
And over time, those little moments start to tell a bigger story.
That following Jesus isn’t about doing something impressive.
It’s about being faithful in what’s right in front of us.
Again and again.
And maybe that’s where the good news shows up most clearly.
Not in something big.
But in the quiet, steady ways we choose to live it out every day.