Happy Mother’s Day

On this beautiful Mother's Day

I look back on memories and wish I could say

…I'm sorry.

 

You see my son has turned 18

And I've looked back on the life I've led

I look back on mistakes I made

And what my mother must have felt

But a discouraging word was never said

 

She was always supportive and encouraging,

Always loving and constantly teaching

Looking back I remember seeing her

Always there waiting in the wings

For me to realize my mistakes

And there she was offering comfort and healing

 

A woman after God's own heart

I never met a woman who got closer

Though many tried to look the part

After years of refining and pruning

Now she stands before Him…Perfect

 

She taught me the most important lessons in life

To love God and his people with all of my might

I love you mom and I wish you were here

You'll be my mentor all of my years.

It’s Game Time!

My oldest son coaches a flag football team and when Saturday rolls around, he brings his team into a huddle and they start to chant. He yells, "What time is it?" and they yell in response, "It's Game Time!" He is getting them pumped up, excited, and passionate about the game they are about to play.

At church our pastor has been teaching a series called Warrior and this weekend was about the Passionate Warrior. At small group tonight we were talking about what we're passionate about. As I sat there I could see a vision of all of us in helmets and flak jackets, with our weapons in hand, crawling on the ground with bombs falling around us. We are at war! There is a real enemy and his name is Satan. We're not playing a game, we're fighting a war. We are fighting for the hearts and souls of those around us. The stakes are high! Instead of flak jackets, we're putting on the breastplate of righteousness; our combat helmets are helmets of salvation; our weapon the sword of the Spirit! Ephesians 6 says, "finally be strong in the Lord and in His mighty power that you may be able to take a stand against the devil's schemes.

I am fighting for my brother, his wife and son. I'm fighting for my father in law, and for the women in my church and community. I'm fighting for my friends, my children, and my husband. I'm fighting for you! I believe in God. Even more, I believe God. His word is true. I believe everything written in His book. I take a stand by faith, knowing he's already won the war. I'm fighting so that "none should perish". I'm fighting for this city, this country, this world. I am a Jesus Freak and I'm proud. What are you fighting for?

 

Hebrews 12:2 Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfector of our faith, whom for the joy set before him, endured the cross, scorning it's shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.

 

WHAT TIME IS IT????

Socialization?

One of my homeschooling friends just emailed me and told me a funny story which I just had to share. She was at the hair dresser who was grilling her about homeschooling and asking her if she thought her kids missed out on socialization. Now, first of all, anyone who worries about homeschool kids not being socialized has never met a homeschooling mom. But what makes this such a funny story is that the person who was asking this has a 16 year old daughter who just had a baby. She was into drugs and caved to peer pressure and now this woman is a grandmother. Yep, my kids sure miss out.

Now, I'm not saying that all public school kids are into drugs or sex so please don't misunderstand me. But I think it's funny that the question is coming from a woman who has had these problems. Let's not throw stones and judge to hastily.

So if any of you are worried about my kids being socialized let me tell you a little bit about their schedule. They have PE every week where they play with about 50 kids. They are at church about 3 times a week, and we have a very active homeschool group that keeps them pretty busy. Sports each spring and fall and who knows when else.

I love homeschooling. Yes, public school has it's benefits. The public school system has dedicated teachers who really do try their best to give the kids a good education. Not everyone can or would want to homeschool. But for me, I wouldn't trade homeschooling for anything.

Keep on Rolling

This weekend at church Pastor Chris talked about changes. God never changes...everything else does. This caused me to reflect on the past year.

In the last 15 months my mother died, my oldest boy graduated high school and started college and in my family my boys had 5 broken bones.

Pastor Chris gave a wonderful illustration of how we get through the changes in life that naturally happen. He mentioned the movie Twister where 2 people held on as tight as they could to water pipes that ran very deep underground. They tethered themselves to these pipes as the tornado raged all around them. That is how we should hold on to God as the storm rages around us. Hold tight to the truth that God never changes. Hold tight to His promises. He is always faithful and will work everything for the good of those that love Him and are called according to His purpose.

If my mother were still here, I would be far too busy with doctor's appointments and would not be able to be as involved as I am at my church. I wouldn't be able to work in women's ministry. I miss my mother terribly but the truth is, the change happened and God used it for good. The same thing is true about my father's passing. Had he still been living I never would have agreed to move across the country so far away from him. I never would have found this amazing church or formed the fantastic friendships that I have, I'm not even sure I would be homeschooling my kids. The horrible change came, which I never would have wanted, and God used it for good.

Whatever changes you may be going through, tether yourself to God and His promises. He will be there and He will work it for good, even though it may seem like nothing good could possibly come from it.

I hate change! And yet, I thank God that He is the one in control of the changes.

Thought for the day

Today I was doing my daily reading in the book of John, specifically John chapter 6. This is where he talks about Jesus feeding 5,000 with 5 fish and 2 loaves of bread. He asked His disciples to feed the 5,000 followers that were gathered. One disciple says they would have to work for a month to feed the people and it still wouldn't be enough. Andrew brought a boy with 5 fish and 2 loaves to Jesus and says "this boy has 5 fish and 2 loaves but it isn't enough." I don't know why I never saw this before but today my thought was this. Why, if Andrew knew it wasn't enough, did he bring the boy with his food to Jesus? Answer: he brought him to Jesus in expectation and faith. It's as if he is saying to Jesus, "I found this boy and he's willing to sacrifice his food because we both believe you will do great things with it. " It's faith in action!

That's what God calls us to do. Bring Him the fish and loaves knowing it's not enough and ask Him to do the miraculous. Prayer, faith, action.

We often pray, especially in financial situations, and tell God that what we have isn't enough and we ask Him if He will do the impossible but we are filled with fear and unbelief. Sometimes we may have to pray in that unbelief until we can get out of His way and pray with faith that He will answer our prayers. He wants to give us the good gifts, but we must be faithful, we must do our part, we must truly trust Him.

Daily Rule

Recently, I was reading a book by Beth Moore titled "Breaking Free". It's been a great journey but one thing really jumped out at me and I thought I would share.

In one chapter she writes about how we need a daily walk with God and we need to allow him to lead us daily and she offers a very interesting illustration which I'll summarize. Imagine going to heaven and stand by God as he shows you what His plan for your life was. I begins with your birth and ends with your death and every day is outlined. You see footprints walking through each day. Most of those days you notice 2 sets of footprints sometimes going in different directions, sometimes intersecting. So you ask God, "are those my footprints every day and the second set of footprints are when you joined me?" God replies, "no the consistent footprints are mine and the second set are when YOU joined ME."

That really hit me. How often we go off thinking we know what is best for our life and we don't consult the one who gave us this life. Sometimes we look back at old hurts, resentments. Sometimes we get distracted and end up in a different direction. Sometimes, we just stop altogether because we can't let go of the past. But that wasn't God's plan for our lives. In the end we may turn out ok but God wants so much more for us. His plan is perfect, even though, to us, with our limited knowledge it may not seem perfect, it is. I want my footprints to intersect with my Father's. That can only be achieved with daily and constantly consulting with him. So my prayer for the new year is that I will have less days where you can see two set of footprints.

Quotes from the Cup

I looked at my starbucks cup this morning and i love the quotes they put on there so I read it. This one was rather profound so I thought I would share it.
Tim Russert from meet the press: "You can shower a child with presents or money, but what do they really mean, compared to the most valuable gift of all - your time? Vacations and special events are nice, but so often the best moments are the spontaneous ones. Being there. Every moment you spend with your child could be the one that really matters."

I asked a friend this past week when my teenage son was having a problem, what do i do to get him to open up to me. He just won't talk to me. He shared that the most wonderful talks he has with his kids are in the car. He has a captive audience. And it made me think about all the times that Ken and I share that are just "ours" and he opens up a good deal during those times. It's times when we "sneak" out at 10pm and get a milkshake or when we sit and "watch" our favorite tv show but do more talking than watching. It dawned on me that the reason that tv show is my favorite is because we talk so much and he really opens up during that time. Maybe that's why he likes it too?

My point here is that sometimes we try and make our time with our kids too complicated. We plan these grand events or take a pry bar and try and get them to talk to us when in reality we have so many moments that are so natural, we could miss them. Sometimes, a simple walk or a trip to the ice cream store, or a story time at bedtime is more important than any vacation or xbox could ever be.