When Trevor was just 9 years old, he got a diagnosis no child should ever hear - a brain tumor. What followed were nearly two years of weekly chemo treatments at Children’s Health. But this past September, he rang the bell to mark the end of treatment!

Now, at 11, Trevor has something new to celebrate.

We talked on the show today about this social experiment with 100 people and a bunch of balloons. Each person wrote their name on a balloon, tossed it into a room, and was told, “You’ve got 5 minutes – go find yours.” Total chaos. No one could find theirs.

But then the rules changed. Instead of finding their own, they were told to pick up a balloon and find the person it belonged to. And within minutes, everyone had the right one.

That story stuck with me – because it’s a great picture of what the Bible teaches. It’s not about chasing what we want, but looking out for one another.

If you’ve ever tried to nap while parenting preschoolers, you know it’s almost impossible. You lay down, close your eyes… and immediately someone needs a snack, a shoe tied, or just wants to know if ants sleep.

But one mom found a genius hack!

I’d like to think there’s nothing I’d withhold from God. But when I stop and think about it, there are places in my life where I hesitate. If He asked for more of my money – would I give it? If He asked me to forgive someone – would I? What if He asked me to stop something I really like – would I let it go?

That question has been sitting with me: is there a line in my life that I don’t want God to cross?

I know the gym is where I go to build muscle, but this week I think I built a little more empathy too.

Right after Easter, one of the first things Jesus did was show up for someone who didn’t believe.

When baby Millie was born with a rare brain disorder, doctors told her parents, Meg and Bill, she wouldn’t survive. So they brought her home on hospice and prayed for a miracle. And God answered.

I don’t usually forget to eat. I’ve got meals pretty much planned into my day – breakfast, lunch, dinner. And if I miss one? I feel it. I get hungry… or hangry, depending on who you ask. But I started thinking about this during Easter week, reflecting on the Last Supper and Jesus sharing a final meal with His disciples. It made me realize something.

Watching someone you love battle a long illness is so hard. And saying goodbye is even harder.

As we get closer to Easter, I’ve been thinking about something I hadn’t noticed before: where Jesus was positioned on the cross. Think about it: He was suspended between heaven and earth. Between a holy God and the people mocking, beating, and crucifying Him. And from that place, He didn’t call down judgment. He said, “Father, forgive them.”