Yes, our family was normal…isn’t everyone’s? For years I believed our family was normal because we were surrounded by like-minded people who had the same types of lives and beliefs as we did. We did normal family stuff like vacations, working on the garden together, taking turns with the dishes, sibling fights, chores, going to the library, etc. I knew that we were a part of an abnormal church, but we were prepped for this. The teachers at our schools told countless stories about Christian martyrs and how people will make fun of us for being a part of the Netherlands Reformed Church and School. We quickly learned to be proud of our “persecution” and felt vindicated by it. “The world will take the easy way out. They do not like our religion because they want to belong to something that tells them what they want to hear,” was a common mantra by our Catechism instructors and teachers. Truthfully, I happen to agree with that statement. We live in a world that proudly says “well, the Bible may say that, but I don’t agree.” Picking and choosing what Biblical truths to live by has become commonplace, and our culture is overwhelmingly unwilling to blindly follow God’s commands and desires (myself included). Today, I pray that God grants me the willingness to give up–to stop trying to rip the stearing wheel from His hands for fear of being out of control. Thanks for driving, Jesus. You are so much better at it than I am. I love you.