Sunday Morning Recap

At the Sunday lunch table.

Me: “So Rachael, what did you learn in Sunday School today?”

Rachael: “[Specific little girl] wasn’t sharing and I was listening.”

– rotten.-

Me: “What did you LEARN in Sunday School today?”

Daddy: “What was the lesson that you learned?”

Rachael: Quickly, “I don’t know” Shoved noodles into her mouth.

– Thank you, teenager.-

Daddy: “Yes you do too know. Think about what you learned.”

Rachael: ….. “about Josiah.”

Mommy: eyes the story paper sent home with Rachael.

Daddy: “What did he do?”

Rachael: Quickly, “I don’t know.” More noodles.

– we wait –

Rachael: “He cleaned up.”

Mommy: “then what happened?”

Rachael: “I don’t know.”

Daddy: “Did he find something?”

Rachael: “The BIBLE SCROLL!”

Mommy: “And then they read it to the people and the people knew what God wanted them to do.

Rachael: shoveling in more pasta.

Mommy: Turning to Abi, “Is that what you learned too?”

Rachael: “No. She didn’t learn anything. She just walked around, she wouldn’t do a paper and she ate animal crackers.”

– Sorry Abi, better luck next time. 😉

And thus you have it: the Sunday Morning Recap… from the mouth of our two year old.

(sigh) – love her.

Discipleship

The greatest challenge I have ever been given is that of Christian parenting, AKA discipling. I’m not talking about television-raising parenting or any other cop-out parenting. I’m talking about attempting to make disciples and raise your children to honor the Lord.

There are the normal exhaustions of parenting that we selectively forget when looking back on the early years. Any parent is faced with the frustrations of talking back, constant noise, discipline and punishment. Those are hard. Those try your core. And those you can’t get away from because your child will follow you. 😉

But there is a greater call that will strip you to your core – making disciples.

The Word tells all Christians to go and make disciples. So we arm ourselves for the outdoors, prepping ourselves in the quiet of the morning for the tasks at hand in the day. We strap on our kindness and our faithfulness and our godliness as we seek to intentionally love others to Christ around us.

But what happens when your disciplings are waiting for you before you have gotten your shower? What happens when your disciplings cry out over the baby monitor for the 15 billionth time in the night and they are just as demanding of your example the following morning? Discipleship moves to a whole new level.

And while discipleship is a shared responsibility for a husband and wife when a husband is home, during working hours discipleship is a mother’s responsibility. And no matter how much joy and enjoyment you may find in discipling your children, there are still those moments of returning to your home with toddlers in tow and tears in your eyes because no one showed up for their discipling shift in the nursery again. Those moments are hard, when it feels like you alone are investing in your children with minimal, if any some weeks, breaks to re-prep and re-focus.

I am grateful to those who go out of their way to disciple my children. I am grateful for those who require nothing more than “thanks” from me in exchange for personal time to regroup and recollect myself. Their gift is generous to my children and overly generous to me. Gratitude feels like too small of a word to use to express my thanks. And i try to express my thanks as often as I can to those who so selflessly take on my Mommy hat for a few hours.

(sigh).

Discipleship is hard. Seeing your deepest flaws in your children makes you want to be a better Christian and leave a better legacy. But constantly being faced with your greatest challenge day in and day out, 24/7 is also a challenge in itself.

Some days I show up for the challenge. Other days I wish my kids could follow a real example of a good Christian.

And while discipleship is QUITE the challenge, it carries quite the rewards as well. It’s the investment in them that is a reminder of God’s investment in us… while we were yet sinners.

– just some thoughts on discipleship in the home.

Reflective Rain

Today is a raining, thinking day. Ever had those? Seems like I get my best quiet thoughts done on rainy days. Maybe it’s because the weather forces us to stay indoors. Maybe it’s because staying indoors produces chores-work, which allows for individual kids play which, thus contributes to quiet thinking time.

[We’re on the rebound from a stomach virus here on the homestead. Thus, I am washing everything anyone who was infected may have even looked at while they were sick. We don’t want any revisitors.]

Rain kept us sitting in the car a little longer than usual at our destinations today, listening to the comforting melodies of Sara Groves’ new Cd. Something about the rain and Sara Groves that makes the world’s spinning feel a little more slow and manageable. Quieter… easier… slower…. ever mom’s dream?

Just been thinking today. Pondering the Word and it’s application in our world. Thinking about where God has our little crew and where He is taking us. This journey always brings up memories of sappy Mother-treasures and lonely valleys. Nope, not depressing things, just a day and a time to ponder.

 I was told over the weekend that I am a good Mom. And I wonder what constitutes being a good Mom?

Is it that I have sacrificed my social life for runny noses and dirty diapers?
Is it handing in concert nights for middle-of-the-night fevers and vomit crew?
Is it making the choice to “give up dreams” to have kids – as if kids are not purpose in themselves?
I wonder how we measure a good mom these days?
Does that mean I’m old fashioned and therefore strike a chord with someone else struggle to find their identity among piles of laundry?
Am I one of those “traditional” moms who keep to themselves and don’t let anyone into their corner of crazy?
Or am I a newfangled, “my baby must wear the finest”, selfish Mom who is too busy taking pictures of their kid to interact?
Maybe I’m a mixture of all or none in any given moment.

What constitutes a good Mom?

I’m not asking for props to be given to me. Just wondering how I classify a good mom.
Does a good mom mean her kids are quiet? What if quiet is a byproduct of fear?
Does a good mom mean her house is clean? What if she never plays with her kids?
Sure there are the balances and the moments of “we’re just going to get ice cream and ignore the dirty bathroom”. But maybe a good mom is one that knows her weaknesses – however many- and tries to parent her child to not carry on those same weaknesses.

I was asked if I would want someone to follow my example. Is it bad to say “no?” There are so many better examples out there. So many closer Christians to Christ that could give you a much better glimpse of the Perfect Example. Maybe it’s better for you to follow those examples, cause seriously you could end up with the fruit I have if you follow my example.

What constitutes a good Mom?

Is Jesus a qualifier?

Hope so.

Thinking about the Proverbs woman (Proverbs 31) – yowza! Did she do all that stuff in one day? Or is it more a synopsis of her week – or weeks. Maybe I’m not such a good mom afterall. Or maybe thinking I’m a good Mom will stunt my growth toward being a good Mom. Is the aim to be a good Mom? Or is that a byproduct of wanting more of Jesus?

Hope so.

– Moments of reflection.

Don’t we all need a day like that?

Hope you are finding your soothing rainy day soon.

Riding in Luxury

The best way to make a long drive enjoyable…

According to Rachael. =)

Thanks again, Jessica Thornell for getting Rachael a sucker the size of her head from your  trip to Disney Land. She HIGHLY enjoyed it. =)

Playdough

So the other week we made an attempt at making playdough…. and it was a success. Thus I share the pictures of our triumph and fun:

Kneading the colors into the dough.

 Vanna showing off our colors.

 Let the play begin…

My Mom’s playdough creation a few days later. =)

We had a blast and when Abi woke up from her nap – voila! Playdough!

P.S. I found the this recipe to work well.

Jehovah Jira

“Jehovah Jira” – God the Provider.

Exhortation. A spiritual gift of encouragement. Exhortation is designed that another brother or sister in Christ would not just receive a pat on the back or a high five, though those are nice, but that a brother or sister in Christ would be spurred on toward Christ in the equation. Encouragement that after the transaction the sibling in Christ would be more like iron sharpening iron, not for the purpose of pointing out flaws and being judgment, but instead for pointing out Christ-like behaviors and encouraging martyr-like faith moments. A pressing on and encouraging of a brother or sister in Christ to run the good race, fight the good fight and keep the faith. Exhortation.

I’ve heard the argument time and again that women, especially, are in need of encouragement. Women are the “unsung” heroes of the kitchen (have you tasted my cooking? HA!), the martyrs in the home and the “unrecognized” population that keeps the household together. Therefore, I have heard the argument that women need “me-time” to recharge their batteries. Who doesn’t like a little me-time, right? But while I too feel the comforts of the words roll off my lips and the overwhelming “agreed” label stamped on that statement, I wonder at it Biblically. Where in the Bible does it guarantee us a right or a just duty to “me-time”?

Please don’t hear me wrong; recharging MUST occur for a woman to serve God through her family. But in everywhere that I have read and experienced in my life that recharging does not come from pedicures, massages (oooh, but sign me up!) and pampering days, but from the Lord.

I think we have begun to look at it a little backward. We have women’s conferences to “recharge our batteries” and women’s events to “press us on” and encourage our beaten down hearts. First off, I have nothing against corporate exhortation. It’s nice to be among like-minded people and there certainly can be value to having an “I have been there” crowd of experience. But there is a deeper sweep that we must be careful of as women in Christ. This sweep in women’s events says, “You deserve this” and “you need this” and “you need me-time through this conference”. Here’s the heart issue: where in Proverbs 31 does it state that the woman is seeking her-time? The premise of “I need me-time” is a heart of dissatisfaction. I am not happy with where I am and how things are, therefore I need a respite. It’s not to say that the weak need a break, but it is to say that the context of “women’s events” is often that we are overworked, exhausted with our responsibilities and pulled apart by our requirements. To me that is nothing like the Proverbs woman. The proverbs woman isn’t staying up late at night to get stuff done because she has to. She isn’t waking up earlier than her family because someone has a gun to her head. She is joyful. She loves her role in Christ. She adores her family. Her love compels her to service. Her desire for God compels her to real life.

Are you tired, women? Are you overbooked? Are you swimming in too much service to your family and your friends and your community? Do you feel like you’re expected to be everywhere at once and do everything to everyone? Or are you flowering where you have been planted? Do you view your motherhood and your wifehood as a wonderful opportunity to serve the Lord? I’m not talking about a Snow-White moment, but I am talking about Joy coming in the morning! (And no, that’s not only for morning people. =]).

I would challenge the “need” for women’s ministry events to “recharge your batteries” and for large women’s conferences to “rebuild yourself” and “endure for the next year.” I think that’s a wrong view. The only recharging we need is Jesus – not some elaborate concert or run-down of exhausting speaker lists that leave us in emotion and physical need of a respite from our respite. Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice to have a worship set that helps us see beyond our window of Christian women. It’s really neat to look out over a crowd and see a sea of women giving their hearts to the Lord. In some ways it feels like a little glimpse of Heaven-worship. But those concert and event junkies and even we semi-junkies need more of Jesus. We need to lose the “this is what I deserve or need to endure my Christian faith” thought. Do we really believe the Word is all we need? Was that even in the running of how to regain strength?

I’m going to step out on a limb here and say that if you are not enjoying your role as a wife or a mom and are finding it more draining than a “look forward to” experience then you need to evaluate your devotion times. Are you viewing God’s gift of being a woman of faith correctly? Are you prioritizing the Word in your daily life? Are you seeking God as your only source of strength to renew your mind and change your heart? Or are you looking toward concerts, women’s events and big gatherings to find your steam?

It is so dangerous to think of needing a “once a month” or “twice a year” event to define your Christian walk when the very Words of Life sit in multiple copies on your bookshelf.

Again, there is value in women’s events. There certainly can be moments of Christ-honoring and self-sacrificing exhortation (and there can also be moments of “we need to control our tongue” that we always need to be looking out for). But we need to be VERY careful at making sure events are not advertised and feeding this “renewal” policy if we are at the same time making the claim that Jesus is more than enough. Events can have renewing qualities, certainly, but that is the job of the Holy Spirit administering through the Word of God that is present at the event.

Is Jehovah Jira enough?

Today, in this moment is Jehovah Jira enough?

It is a daily question. “Am I proving You are enough today, Lord?” Does my speech reflect my dependence on You? Do my thoughts about my husband and children reflect how sustaining and rewarding of a God You are to bless me with such responsibility? How about the way I respond to correcting my children, what does that say about what I believe about You?

Living a life of faith and being a Proverbs 31 woman pushes us to say, “in this moment, I surrender what I think I deserve for Your mind, Lord.” And then to repeat that phrase in the next moment. and the next. and the next throughout the day. It’s not about playing a role, but receiving your ministry from the Lord. For when I view motherhood and wifehood and house-keeper-hood (a technical term) through God’s lenses they are not exhausting. Sure my body needs rest, God’s seven day model proved the need for rest. And rest I must find and make. But my role does not become a hindrance of a burden when I shed all the other 48,572,865,728,067,580,267 ministries that ask of me and put worship into serving God through my family. Because out of my worship God through serving my family comes serving the poor and needy, praying for the Body of Christ, seeking opportunities to serve others and encourage others in their faith, God-opened eyes to the dying world, and a righteous walk in the Lord. Isn’t that what we want? Daily lifestyle worship?

Jehovah Jira! You are more than enough! You provide all that I need and so much more!

Thank You, Lord.

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