by Chris Maxwell | Dec 31, 2025 | Blog, Book Excerpts
We stand here again—between what has been and what will be. We carry both gratitude and grief. We remember moments that felt endless. We release the ones that hurt too much to hold. Time moves, and so do we. But God remains. Faithful. Present. Kind. The end of the...
by Chris Maxwell | Dec 20, 2025 | Blog, Book Excerpts
This time of year carries a strange ache. We remember what was. We miss who isn’t here. We hold memories that both comfort and sting. The scent of pine. The glow of lights. The same old songs that still make us cry. Memory is holy ground. It takes us back—to...
by Chris Maxwell | Dec 2, 2025 | Blog, Book Excerpts
The dishes are done. The house is quiet. The leftovers have become reminders. Reminders of time. Reminders of grace. The rush slows, but reflection remains. We start thinking of what’s next—December, Advent, Christmas. But something inside us still lingers in...
by Chris Maxwell | Nov 27, 2025 | Blog, Book Excerpts
Remembering past Thanksgivings. Appreciating present ones. The table is full. So are our hearts. So are our stories. The noise of laughter and conversation fills the room. Plates clatter. Candles flicker. Someone tells a story that everyone’s already heard, and still,...
by Chris Maxwell | Nov 18, 2025 | Blog, Book Excerpts
The Last Day of Classes The last day of classes always sneaks up on us. We count the weeks. We count the hours. And suddenly, we’re counting memories. The halls echo differently today. There’s laughter, yes. But also sighs. A sense of something ending. A strange...
by Chris Maxwell | Sep 28, 2025 | Blog, Book Excerpts
From the book Things We’ve Handed Down: Twelve Letters I Leave for You. Ray Michaud shared hope with me. As I’m writing this letter to you—and anyone else who will read it—I received an unexpected message. The words informed me my dear friend Ray Michaud had...
