Rhythmic Chaos

Like most people, as we began a New Year, we had ambitions, hopes and plans, maybe even resolutions, that would reinforce daily rhythms and routines. Well, things beyond our control happened. Stomach bugs, colds, and to top it all off, COVID.

In the midst of it all and in between illnesses, we took steps forward. We successfully attended a worship service at the Lutheran church in our town with friends of ours and the kids want to go back. I (Scott) have managed to read nearly 6 books so far (3 of which are the first 3 of the Harry Potter series, which is amazing). Rachael continues be amazing at literally everything she does. Emma is continuing with piano lessons, Wes is learning guitar, and Declan is convinced he is Spiderman. So even though January has felt a little discombobulating, we are finding our bearing.

With the start of a new calendar year, we find the rhythms of the Christian calendar, birthdays, anniversaries, holidays etc., which can bring order into our lives. But a new year, which can have many starting points for different people, can also be marked by the absences of those who have passed away or other losses that have encountered us.

For our family, January 16 marked the day that my Uncle Russ passed away one year ago. Death is such a weird and complex and uncomfortable reality, reminding us of our frailty and finitude and how little control we have in this world. Uncle Russ was a devoted follower of Jesus, and a beloved husband, father, grandfather, brother, and uncle. In the above picture from my brother’s wedding in May of 2009, Uncle Russ is in the center, his twin and my dad, Roy, on the left and I am on the right. If you look at Uncle Russ’ face, you can tell he was a joyful person. I miss his smile and his laughter, and the trouble he and my dad would cause. I am grateful that he was my uncle and for the impact that he had in my life. Ultimately, I am comforted by Christ who defeated death and extends the gift of eternal life to those who call upon his name.


Regardless of where you find yourself early in 2022, I pray that you would take the following words to heart;

Every day is special. Every day is a gift. Every day.”
— Jocko Willink

We can make long- and short-term plans and goals, and it is wise to do so. It is good to live an orderly life, but when things hit that are beyond your control, 

Friend, breathe. Even if your plans fall apart and life hits you in the most unexpected of ways, look to Christ. Look to your community. Know that there is someone who does care about you. Look to who and what is around you in the moment, and trust in the One who brings order out of chaos.