I Love Beer and Jesus


“I like to have fun and a lot of Christians seem like duds.”

I could have written that quote.  As a high school freshman, I wanted nothing more than to have fun.  45 years ago, when I boarded the bus headed to Young Life‘s Saranac Village, I was hung over from the night before.  And like the headline, I loved beer!  But I most certainly did not love Jesus.  My sole purpose for going to camp was to meet cute guys.  So not drinking and hearing about Jesus all week was just something I would endure.  However, I was totally blindsided by how much fun I was having without being drunk.  When I finally figured out that my new friends were completely amazing not because they hailed from Grand Rapids, Michigan, but because they had the abundant life of Christ, well, I was suddenly all ears to hear about “this Jesus.”

“I have a deep faith in God, I have accepted Jesus Christ as my Savior and while the negatives listed above may make it seem otherwise, I try to live my life for Him.”

I could have written that quote, too.  But I didn’t.  So thank you, Scott Sauls, for sharing Jeff Hays’ personal reflection — chiefly written for his children and his spiritually curious friends — about why Jesus and the Christian worldview make so much sense to him.”  “I find Jeff’s thoughts to be fiercely winsome while also being true to my own experience.”  I could not agree more!  (Original post from Scott’s website found here)


By Jeff Hays

I really like beer and drink too much of it. I yell at my kids way too much. I love beautiful women and admire them too closely and too often. I am crude, blunt and often times my sense of humor is only funny to me (and that is really all I care about anyway). I am a control freak, can blame and be critical. I am cynical, can be grumpy and, more often than not, people annoy me. And last, but not least, I constantly judge everyone I come in contact with — weird hair, ugly, geek, bad clothes, loud mouth, bad parent, and those are just a sample of the kind of things that have crossed my mind walking through the airport this morning. The list goes on but I think I have hit the highlights.

On the more positive side, I am fairly generous. I eat healthy and exercise regularly. I am a pretty good husband because Leeann makes it so easy to be and I adore her. I am confident, organized and fairly intelligent in a common sense sort of way. I am aggressive, competitive, and a risk taker. I am loyal to my family and close friends and a secret is safe with me. I am a very involved father and husband. And finally, I have a deep faith in God, I have accepted Jesus Christ as my Savior and while the negatives listed above may make it seem otherwise, I try to live my life for Him.

So Why Jesus?

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If It’s Not Fabulous, God’s Not Finished

Sometimes it’s really easy to focus on the negative.  To project fear into the future.  To imagine the worst possible outcome in any messy, confusing, unresolved, disappointing or difficult situation. This is my natural tendency.  So much so that I have lovingly nicknamed myself Worst Case Kathy.  I naturally look at everything with a critical eye, when I supernaturally need to fix my eyes on the creative power of God to take anythingANYTHINGand turn it into something of eternal value, even beauty. Sometimes it helps to project a worst case scenario before The Counselor and ask Him to sanctify my imagination.  I need His eyes to picture possibilities I had never dreamt of and show me how He could actually redeem what looks broken or pointless.  I know that He is able to do far more than I could ever ask or imagine.  Thank you, Alicia Bruxvoort, for the reminder.

If It’s Not Fabulous, God’s Not Finished

How Every Wife Can Fight Like a Warriorby Alicia Bruxvoort

“… being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.” Philippians 1:6 (NIV)

“I’m gonna make something fabulous,” my daughter, Maggie, announced one rainy morning before heading to the basement in search of crafting supplies.

I peered over the pile of laundry I was folding and flashed my 8-year-old an encouraging smile. “Okay. I’ll be down to check on you soon.”

Later, when I walked down the stairs, I found my creative one sitting in the middle of an unruly mess. I couldn’t spy anything fabulous, but I could clearly see the giant jumble of paint splats and glue puddles, tape wads and paper scraps that framed my daughter’s workspace.

I sighed at the sight of the mayhem and assumed my daughter’s fabulous plans were falling short. I bent low to pick up a handful of plastic beads that were scattered across the floor like brightly colored dewdrops.

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Green Eggs and Ham Season


For all you Nat’s fans out there, today is the season opener!  I know you’re excited. Very excited. Good for you!

Truthfully, if I never saw another baseball, basketball or football game, I would not suffer.  My family knows this about me; my boyfriend-now-husband suspected the truth after tickets to the Dallas/Redskins game failed to impress.  He knew the truth when I pulled out a paperback at Fenway Park.

For years, I have tried to understand and enjoy the intricacies of team sports — really I have — but I am a complete and utter failure. I feel like Dr. Seuss; “I do not like green eggs and ham. I do not like them, Sam-I-am!”

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