Tales from the Great Adventure

a journal of living-like-we-mean-it, by Derek Maul

“Everybody who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise builder who built a house on bedrock. The rain fell, the floods came, and the wind blew and beat against that house. It didn’t fall because it was firmly set on bedrock. But everybody who hears these words of mine and …

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My job as Grandaddy Derek is to love David and Beks with the cumulative love of all these decades, to nurture them spiritually in ways I’m only now beginning to grow into, and to share with them the stories I couldn’t possibly have known thirty years ago because I had yet to live them.

God said, “Let the earth grow plant life: plants yielding seeds and fruit trees bearing fruit with seeds inside it, each according to its kind throughout the earth.” And that’s what happened. The earth produced plant life: plants yielding seeds, each according to its kind, and trees bearing fruit with seeds inside it, each according to …

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I’ve been struck this week by how complex and varied North Carolina is this time of the year. Sunday afternoon the temps reached 81-degrees, Monday night featured a good freeze, Wednesday was the more typical wintery 45 and rainy, then – today at 10:00 in the morning – it’s a picture perfect 41-degrees with brilliant …

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If there is anything this world needs a lot more of right now, it is committed followers of Jesus living love out loud – disciples who tell the truth about the Gospel simply by the way that they live.

The best solution for your Monday morning problem is a great Sunday!!! Happy Monday, friends! I know Monday mornings get a bad rap sometimes, but I’ve always believed they are eminently redeemable. Fact is, the best solution for your Monday morning problem is a great Sunday – and yesterday was no exception. My wife, Rebekah – who …

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It is an absolutely beautiful Sunday morning here in Wake Forest. The sun is shining, the snow is glistening white, and the temperature (14-degrees when I walked the dog) is a bracing 18! The neighborhood has turned into one solid sheet of ice, topped with a couple of inches of powdery snow.