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What No One Tells You About Following Jesus

People like to joke that pastors only work one day a week.

If that were true, my lawn would be immaculate, my lifts would always be PR-worthy, and my inbox would be empty. And yet none of those things are true.

But the joke does point to something real: for a lot of people, faith gets treated like a one-day-a-week thing.

Hear me out on this one. Sunday matters. Worship matters. The Word preached and the Sacraments given are real, true, and necessary. But Sunday was never meant to be the sum total of faithful living.

Sunday gives us truth.
Between the Sundays is where that truth gets lived.

And that’s what we’re going to spend our Thursdays digging into for the next several weeks.

It’s not a sermon. Not an announcement. Just an honest pause between the Sundays to look at what following Jesus actually looks like when the week is busy, the motivation is low, and life is al too real.

So here’s week one of Between Sundays: What no one tells you about following Jesus:

You won’t feel inspired most days.

There are days when prayer feels flat.
Days when Scripture feels more like discipline than delight.
Days when obedience feels ordinary, repetitive, and even unnoticed.

And if we’re not careful, we start to think something is wrong with us. It’s easy to feel like real faith is supposed to be full of power all the time.

But faith doesn’t run on motivation. It runs on trust.

And trust is built through habits. Small. Steady. Consistent. Normal rhythms of life surrendered to someone bigger and more powerful than ourselves.

The people who grow deepest aren’t the ones constantly riding spiritual highs. They’re the ones who keep showing up when nothing feels special. They pray when it’s quiet. They obey when it costs something. They live differently when no one is watching.

Knowledge matters.
Belief matters.
But belief that never moves toward action eventually stalls.

If you’re still showing up, still praying, still listening, still trying to live what you believe even when it feels dull or difficult, you need to hear this. You’re not failing.

You’re forming.

Most of the real work of faith happens slowly, quietly, and faithfully…
between the Sundays. Keep showing up friend!

I Don’t Workout To Look Good

It’s no secret I spend a lot of time in the gym.
Sometimes it’s the one in my garage. Sometimes it’s the one down the road from work.

Either way, my feet hit the floor at 4:00 a.m. Most mornings I’m out the driveway by 4:07. Long before the rest of my family even thinks about being awake.

But here’s the reality most don’t understand. I don’t do it to look good. I don’t do it to have the best physique.

I do it because I know something to be true: We don’t accidentally get strong.

I’m not going to wake up some random Monday and be stronger than I was yesterday. Strength doesn’t show up by surprise. It takes discipline. It takes effort. It takes grit. And if I stop putting in the work, I don’t stay the same. I get weaker.

That part of life is obvious.

It’s also no secret that I’m getting older. But so is everyone else. None of us are just going to “feel better someday.” We won’t magically become more disciplined tomorrow. And we won’t suddenly want to put in effort once the circumstances are “just right.”

That day doesn’t come. No matter how much we wish for it.

So what am I training for?

I’m training to be stronger today than I was yesterday. I’m training to be healthy enough to take care of my family for decades to come. I’m training to run around with future grandkids someday (no, this is not a hint so don’t read into it).

I’m also training with an eye on reality. Heart issues. Cholesterol. Blood pressure. Joint problems. I’ve seen enough of that in my extended family to know I want to stay as healthy as I can for as long as I can.

When it comes to our bodies, training makes sense to us. We can measure it.
The scale moves.
The weights get heavier.
The waistline changes.

But here’s the question that keeps nagging at me:

Why do we understand training so clearly in the gym, but act like it doesn’t matter anywhere else?

We don’t drift into strength or discipline. We drift into weakness.

That hit me this morning as I pulled out of my driveway at 4:07 a.m. If I’m this intentional about getting stronger physically, why wouldn’t that same principle apply to the rest of my life? Why do we make resolutions about workouts but ignore what’s shaping our character, our focus, our patience, and our habits?

So here are the harder questions I’m sitting with:

What is my phone training me to crave?
What is my desire for comfort training me to avoid?
What is my daily routine shaping me into?

As I keep training in the gym, I’m realizing I need to wrestle with a bigger question:

What else in my life is quietly training me, and what is it training me to become?

That’s a question worth paying attention to.

How to Course-Correct Without Shame

You don’t wake up one day and decide to drift.

You wake up one day, pause long enough to be honest, and realize…
I’m not where I meant to be.

That realization can hit hard. Spiritually. Relationally. Personally.
And for a lot of people, that moment becomes dangerous. It’s dangerous not because of the drift itself, but because of what they tell themselves next.

“I’ve blown it.”
“I should be further along.”
“I need to fix this before God wants anything to do with me.”

That voice doesn’t lead to repentance.
It leads to hiding.

Let’s get something straight: drift is not failure it’s feedback.

Drift Reveals, It Doesn’t Condemn

Drift exposes where attention slipped.
Where boundaries softened.
Where urgency faded.

And Scripture is clear: God does not respond to drift with disgust. He responds with invitation.

“Return to the Lord your God, for he is gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and abounding in steadfast love.” (Joel 2:13, ESV)

Grace doesn’t excuse drift.
But grace does make correction possible.

Three Lies That Keep People Stuck

If drift is common, why don’t more people correct course? Because they believe lies.

Lie #1: “I’ve drifted too far.”
Distance feels longer than it is. Pride exaggerates the gap.

Lie #2: “I need a full restart.”
No, you need a realignment, not a reinvention.

Lie #3: “I’ll get serious when life settles down.”
Life doesn’t settle down. Direction is chosen in chaos or not at all.

These lies keep people stalled when God is inviting movement.

How to Course-Correct (Without Overhauling Your Life)

Correction doesn’t require drama. It requires honesty and obedience. Here’s how real course correction actually works:

1. Stop and Name the Drift
Be specific. Where did you lose focus? Prayer? Scripture? Community? Integrity? Say it out loud. Drift loses power when it’s named.

2. Re-Center on Direction, Not Guilt
Go back to the theme or Word that was meant to guide you. Guilt focuses backward. Direction focuses forward.

3. Restart One Daily Rhythm
Not ten. One.
Five minutes of prayer.
One chapter of Scripture.
One protected boundary.
Consistency beats intensity every time.

4. Bring One Person Into It
Isolation accelerates drift. Accountability corrects it. Tell someone you trust not for shame, but for alignment.

That’s it. No dramatic reset. No public apology tour. Just obedience.

Grace Is the Power Source

Correction without grace leads to burnout.
Grace without correction leads to drift.

Jesus offers both.

He doesn’t say, “Try harder.”
He says, “Follow me.”

And following always involves movement sometimes back toward center.

Let me coach you straight for a moment.

First:
You don’t need to punish yourself to prove sincerity. You need to obey quickly.

Second:
The longer you delay correction, the farther drift takes you. Course-correct early. Pride makes the walk back longer than it needs to be.

Here’s the truth most people miss:

The moment you realize you’ve drifted is not a moment of failure. It’s a moment of clarity.

Don’t waste it.

You don’t need a perfect restart.
You need a humble realignment.

And grace is already waiting at the center.

What If God Isn’t Disappointed In You?

From the Wizard of Oz to the algorithm that drives your social media feed, it’s easy to feel like the system is against you.

The wizard is distant and unapproachable, hiding behind a curtain. The algorithm is invisible, impersonal, and relentlessly evaluating, rewarding, and punishing based on performance.

That way of thinking has a way of bleeding into how we see God.

Even if we wouldn’t say it out loud, many of us quietly assume God is distant, aloof, or at the very least disappointed. Not furious, just perpetually unimpressed. Watching. Waiting. Tapping His foot impatiently.

That assumption doesn’t come out of nowhere either.

As parents, we’re often quicker to correct our kids than to celebrate what they’re doing right. At work, most of us hear far more about our mistakes than our faithfulness. When things are going well, crickets. When something breaks, immediate feedback.

Over time, we start to believe that’s just how authority works.

And eventually, we project that line of thinking onto God.

We begin to treat Him like the man behind the curtain. Uninvolved, emotionally distant, having designed a system that’s stacked against us. Or worse, like an algorithm that feeds our anxieties back to us on repeat. The more we doom-scroll, the more fear, outrage, and disappointment we’re served. Not because anyone cares about us, but because the system has learned what keeps us hooked.

So we assume God must work the same way.

But what if He doesn’t?

What if God isn’t running the world like a cold machine designed to expose your failures?

What if God isn’t disappointed in you?

What if He doesn’t want something from you at all. But instead designed this world, imperfect as it currently is, to move you toward life, growth, and trust?

I totally get why that’s hard to believe.

We look around and see a world that feels like it’s unraveling. Wars. Violence. Injustice. Loss that makes no sense. And then we’re told God is all-powerful, all-knowing, and loving. Those ideas feel hard to hold together.

I think about when my dad taught me how to ride a bike.

We lived on a cul-de-sac with a decent hill. Before ever letting me ride down it, he walked me around the top of the circle again and again, one hand firmly gripping the back of the seat. Round and round we went. Every time I wobbled, he steadied me.

Eventually, he said it was time.

“Are you going to hold on?” I asked.

He told me I had this. That he was right there. What he didn’t say, what I assumed, was that he wouldn’t let go.

We started down the hill. His hand stayed on the seat, but the grip loosened as my balance improved. Then, without me realizing it, he couldn’t keep up anymore.

I was riding on my own.

Halfway down the hill I made the mistake of looking back to check if he was still holding on. When I saw he wasn’t, I panicked. I lost control. I crashed. Scraped knees. Bloody hands.

In that moment, my only thought was that he had let me fall.

But the truth was, he had already done what I needed most.

That fall taught me something I couldn’t have learned any other way: I can’t move forward if I’m constantly looking backward.

God often works like that.

He holds us. He guides us. He steadies us more than we ever realize. And sometimes, without announcing it, He loosens His grip not because He’s absent, but because growth requires trust.

Not because He’s disappointed.
Not because He’s distant.
But because He’s closer than we think.

God isn’t standing behind a curtain. He isn’t an algorithm feeding your fears. He isn’t frustrated with you for not growing faster. He’s not even just running behind you holding the seat.

He’s at work in you and around you, inviting you forward.

And maybe the most freeing question you can ask is this:

How would you live differently if you actually believed God was for you?

Faith Makes Us Family

Most people assume belonging has to be earned.

Work hard enough.
Clean yourself up enough.
Prove you’re serious enough.

That assumption shows up everywhere from jobs and friendships, to families and even our faith lives. But John 1:6-13 blows that whole idea up.

The central message is simple and even a little unsettling: Faith makes us family. Not effort. Not achievement. Not spiritual hustle. Faith.

Before we go any further, there’s a small but important detail that helps this section make sense. There are two Johns here.

John the Baptist is the one being talked about. While John the Apostle is the one writing.

John the Baptist’s role is clear:

“There was a man sent from God, whose name was John. He came as a witness… so that everyone might believe through him.” (John 1:6–7, ESV)

In other words, he’s not the main point. He’s pointing beyond himself.

That matters, because we’re tempted to make faith about what we do, how consistent we are, how strong we feel, how well we perform. But from the start, this story keeps redirecting attention away from us and toward Jesus.

John describes Jesus as light entering darkness.

And when the light shows up, people respond in different ways.

Some people don’t recognize the light.

“The true light… was coming into the world. He was in the world… yet the world did not know him.” (John 1:9–10)

This isn’t about intelligence. It’s about expectations.

People were waiting for something powerful, flashy, and forceful. What they got was humility, grace, and truth. The light didn’t look like they thought it would, so they missed it.

Others recognize the light but don’t want it.

“He came to his own, and his own people did not receive him.” (John 1:11)

These people see what Jesus is about, and that’s the problem.

Light exposes things.
It challenges us.
It tells the truth about who we are.

Some people don’t reject Jesus because they don’t understand him but because they don’t like what he says about their lives.

And then there are those who feel too far gone.

They hear the message.
They feel the weight of their past.
They assume they’ve crossed a line that can’t be uncrossed.

This might be good for other people but not me.

That’s why what comes next is so important:

“But to all who did receive him, who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God.” (John 1:12)

Not helpers.
Not outsiders.
Not people on thin ice.

Family.

And John is careful to make sure we don’t misunderstand how that happens:

“Not because of their background, not because of human effort, not because someone else decided it—but because of God.” (John 1:13, paraphrased)

This isn’t about where you come from.
It’s not about willpower.
It’s not about trying harder.

It’s about trust.

And if you think your past disqualifies you, look at the people God actually uses.

David abused his power, took advantage of a woman, and arranged for her husband to be killed. Moses lost his temper repeatedly and struggled to trust God when things went wrong. Abraham lied about his wife to save himself.

These are not role models for good behavior.

They’re reminders that God doesn’t wait for people to be polished before welcoming them.

And notice what the text does not say.

It doesn’t say “believe strongly enough.”
It doesn’t say “believe fully enough.”
It doesn’t say “believe after you fix yourself.

It just says believe.

No adjectives or adverbs.
No levels.
No fine print.

Belief isn’t something you earn.
It’s not a reward for effort.

It’s the open door.

And on the other side of that door isn’t shame or judgment. It’s grace.

Because faith makes us family.

Drift Is The Enemy

Most people don’t fail their New Year goals because they quit.

They fail because they drift.

They start January with energy, motivation, and good intentions. They don’t abandon the plan outright. They just slowly stop paying attention. Days blur together. Priorities soften. What once felt urgent becomes optional. And before they know it, they’re moving… just not anywhere that actually matters.

Drift is far more dangerous than quitting.

When you quit, you know it. When you drift, you convince yourself you’re still “basically fine.”

Spiritually, relationally, physically no one drifts toward health, depth, or faithfulness. Drift always moves you somewhere unintended.

“Pay much closer attention to what we have heard, lest we drift away from it.” (Hebrews 2:1)

That verse exists for a reason.

Motion Is Not Direction

Busyness is not faithfulness. Activity is not obedience. Motion is not direction.

You can fill your calendar, crush tasks, and still slowly drift away from who God is calling you to be. You can stay “productive” while losing clarity, purpose, and conviction.

Drift happens when:

  • You stop deciding and start reacting
  • You stop praying and start assuming
  • You stop leading your life and start letting it happen

The reality is: If you don’t choose a direction, your life will choose one for you.

You Don’t Need 12 Goals. You Need a Compass

This is why I’m convinced most people don’t need more resolutions. They need more focus.

Not a to-do list.
Not a productivity hack.
directional anchor.

Ask yourself this uncomfortable question:

If I keep living exactly the way I am right now, where will I end up?

Not where you hope to end up.
Where your current habits are actually taking you.

That answer doesn’t lie.

This is where a Word or Theme for the Year becomes powerful. It’s not just trendy, not cute, but clarifying. One word that acts like a compass. A filter. A line you refuse to cross.

Words like:

  • Faithful
  • Courage
  • Rooted
  • Undivided
  • Obedient

Not aspirational fluff directional clarity.

Drift Is Subtle. Direction Is Chosen Daily.

You don’t drift all at once. You drift a little at a time:

  • One skipped prayer
  • One unguarded yes
  • One “I’ll deal with that later”

That’s why direction has to be chosen daily, not annually.

Daily rhythms beat big intentions every time.

If you don’t decide:

  • when you’ll pray
  • how you’ll be in the Word
  • what you’ll say no to
  • who speaks into your life

Then friend, you are already drifting.

Hard Question Time

Let’s be honest:

  • Where have you been drifting spiritually?
  • What conviction have you softened?
  • What discipline have you rationalized away?
  • What decision are you avoiding because clarity would require courage?

Drift feels harmless until one day you look up and don’t recognize where you are.

Let me leave you with two coaching challenges.

1. Name the Drift.
You can’t correct what you won’t confront. Write it down. Say it out loud. Bring it into the light. Drift loses its power when it’s named.

2. Decide One Non-Negotiable.
Just one. A daily practice, boundary, or rhythm that anchors you to direction. Small. Clear. Unbreakable. This is how momentum becomes faithfulness.

You don’t need a perfect plan for the year.

You need clarityconviction, and the courage to refuse drift.

Don’t just avoid quitting this year.

Choose direction and walk it on purpose.

Monday Mood

Mondays get a bad rap. Sometimes they’re the best day of the week. A fresh start, a clean slate, a chance to chase your goals with new energy. Other times? They feel like the worst day. They have a heavy drag after a break, especially when it’s the first Monday after a long holiday like Christmas.

Maybe you’re juggling kids back to school, the job kicking back into full gear, and routines that suddenly feel more rigid than you remember. The magic of holiday freedom fades, and the reality of early alarms, packed lunches, and deadlines returns.

It’s normal to feel a mix of emotions today: refreshed and ready to go, or tired and wishing for just one more day off. The key is how you handle this Monday mood. Because how you start your week often sets the tone for the whole thing.

If Monday feels like drudgery, try this mindset shift: Instead of seeing it as the “end” of something good, see it as the “start” of new opportunities. A day to reset, recommit, and choose what you want to focus on even if it’s just a tiny win.

Remember, routines aren’t meant to trap you; they’re there to support you. They create space for progress when life feels busy and overwhelming.

If you’re struggling to find that motivation or balance as life snaps back into place, find someone to walk alongside you. A coach or mentor, a friend or even family member can help you regain control and build a plan that fits your real life.

How are you feeling about this Monday? What’s one thing you’re choosing to lean into today?


#MondayMotivation #FreshStart #BackToRoutine #CoachingSupport #KeepMovingForward

Why Most People Quit on the New Year by January 15 and How Not to Be One of Them

Most people don’t fail at change because they lack motivation.
They fail because they try to change everything at once.

New year energy is high. Expectations are even higher. And by mid-January, a lot of people are already quietly quitting yet again.

So this year let’s try something different.

If you want 2026 to actually feel different, don’t overhaul your life. Build a few simple habits you can keep. Not impressive ones. Sustainable ones.

Here are three simple tips that work because they’re small enough to stick and strong enough to matter.


1. Start Smaller Than You Think You Should

Most people aim for dramatic. Lose 50 pounds by the end of the year. Save $1000 more per month, even though the budget can’t sustain it. Run a marathon, even though you don’t run at all. People often think big change requires big effort.

But it doesn’t. It requires consistent effort.

Ten minutes of anything beats an hour you never show up for.
One page read beats a book you never open.
One prayer spoken beats a spiritual plan that lives in your notes app.

If a habit feels heavy before you even start, it’s simply too big.

Simple truth: Momentum is built by keeping promises to yourself, not by making ambitious ones.

Ask yourself: What’s the smallest version of this habit I could actually do most days?
Start there.


2. Attach New Habits to Old Rhythms

Willpower is unreliable. Structure is not.

The easiest way to build something new is to attach it to something you already do:

  • Coffee in the morning → one quiet moment of prayer or reflection
  • Commute → listen to an audio book, podcast, or even your daily Bible plan
  • Brushing your teeth → have one question you ask yourself daily

You don’t need more time.
You need to use the time you have more efficiently.

This works for faith, fitness, reading, leadership. It works for pretty much everything.

Simple truth: If it doesn’t have a place in your day, it won’t last.


3. Measure Faithfulness, Not Outcomes

Most people quit because they measure the wrong thing.

They ask:

  • “Am I seeing results yet?”
  • “Do I feel different?”
  • “Is this working?”
  • “Do I weigh less today than yesterday?”

A better question: Did I show up today?

Showing up is the win. Repeating it is the breakthrough.

Growth, whether that’s spiritual, physical, or emotional, often happens quietly. You don’t notice it until you look back and realize you’re not where you used to be.

Simple truth: Consistency compounds even when you can’t see it yet.


A Final Coaching Question

Before this year fills up with noise, schedules, and expectations, wrestle with this:

What is one habit that if you practiced it most days would make the biggest difference by the end of the year?

Not five habits.
Not a perfect plan.
Just one habit.

Start there. Stay with it. Adjust as needed. Repeat.

And if you want help thinking through habits, rhythms, or next steps, whether faith-related or life-related in any way, I do offer one-on-one coaching. You don’t have to figure everything out alone.

Just email me here if that would be helpful.

This year doesn’t change because it’s new.
It changes when you do something new and keep doing it.

Be well, friends.

The Long Night & The Light That Still Comes

There’s a certain point every December where the dark feels just plain heavy.

You notice it when you pull into the driveway at 4:50 p.m. and your headlights hit the same patch of ground they hit at 8 p.m. It’s the long night. The season where the sun seems to give up early. The time of year where the cold settles in your bones and even the land feels like it’s bracing itself.

This is the month when the chickens go to bed way too soon, the fields disappear into a huge shadow of darkness, and the only light I see is whatever spills out from the porch lamp or flickers inside the fireplace.

The long night is real in more places than the just the farm.

December brings its own shadows. It comes in the griefs that resurface. The pressure that tightens. The loneliness that sneaks up. The exhaustion that no amount of caffeine can solve. The reminder of what didn’t go as planned this year.

Nobody advertises that part of Christmas.

But the long night shows up anyway. On the land. In the house. In the heart.

And that’s exactly where Advent speaks the strongest.

Because Advent never pretended the night wasn’t long. It just proclaimed, with stubborn hope: The Light still comes.

Not because we earned it.
Not because we’re ready.
Not because we finally got our spiritual crap together.

But because God refuses to let the darkness win.

“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” – John 1:5 (ESV)

Every December night on this thirteen acre piece of land the same truth is preached to me.

When I walk from the barn to the house and the only illumination is a thin beam from a flashlight. When the cold wraps around me like a heavy blanket. When the trees stand like dark silhouettes against the sky.

That’s when I remember. Light doesn’t need ideal conditions. It just needs to show up.

And Jesus showed up.

Not in a palace. Not in a spotlight. Not when everyone was fine. Not when the world was filled with peace and calm.

He stepped into the long night of a world that couldn’t save itself. He stepped into Roman oppression. Into spiritual confusion. Into political tension. Into ordinary people living ordinary struggles.

He came into our darkness – not to judge us for it, but to break it.

And He’s still doing it.

He does it in hospital rooms. In quiet living rooms lit by a single Christmas tree. In sanctuaries where candles flicker against stained glass. In cars where people cry on their way home. In barns and bedrooms and kitchens and churches and cold nights out on the land.

The Light still comes. And the darkness still loses.

So as Christmas arrives and this series closes, here’s your last Christmas invite:

Don’t fear the long night. Instead look for the Light. Even the smallest flame pushes back the dark. Even the faintest glow announces hope. Even the smallest spark of faith proclaims: He’s here.

On these acres, in this season, in this life of yours Advent ends with one promise. The Light has come, the Light is here, and the Light will keep coming.

And the darkness? It never gets the final word.

Splitting Wood & Spiritual Strength

How resistance shapes us in Advent.

If you want to know who you really are, grab an axe and head to the woodpile.

There’s something brutally honest about splitting wood. It’s you, the log, the cold, and the undeniable truth that no amount of wishful thinking will split that piece of oak for you.

You swing.
You miss.
You curse under your breath.
You readjust.
You swing again.
Eventually something gives, either the log… or your back.

And standing there in the bite of December, with woodchips sticking to your jeans and steam rising off your breath, the Advent lesson hits hard:

Strength doesn’t appear out of nowhere. It’s built. Slowly. Repetitively. Through resistance.

We love the idea of spiritual strength. We want deeper faith, stronger trust, steadier souls, and an unshakeable hope.

But we quietly, secretly, and deeply wish we could gain all of that without the swing of the axe, without the struggle, without the repetition. Heck without the resistance!

The woodpile disagrees.

And if we’re honest, so does Scripture.

“Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope.” – Romans 5:3-4 (ESV)

Suffering → endurance → character → hope. It’s the spiritual version of swing → resistance → breakthrough → warmth.

Nobody gets firewood without effort. Nobody gets spiritual fire without endurance.

When I’m out on my acreage with a pile of unsplit logs staring me down, I realize how often I want Advent to be sentimental instead of strengthening. I want warm lights and hot drinks and sweet moments not the hard work of shaping a soul.

But Advent wasn’t meant to be sentimental. It was meant to build strength.

Strength to wait.
Strength to trust.
Strength to hope in the dark.
Strength to believe God is working even when the world feels cold and stubborn.

Jesus didn’t come because we were strong. He came because we couldn’t be.

And yet, He doesn’t leave us weak.

He shapes us.
He strengthens us.
He forms us like a woodcutter forms kindling. He does it through pressure, repetition, faithfulness, and time.

So here’s this week’s invitation:

When life feels heavy and the resistance feels real… don’t despise the woodpile. God might be building the exact strength you’ve been praying for.

Breakthrough doesn’t come without the swing. Warmth doesn’t come without effort. Spiritual strength doesn’t come without God using the hard places to shape us.

Advent continues not just warming our hearts for Christmas, but forging them for the world we’re called to love.

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