Monthly Archives: March 2012

Like a child…

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Definitely one of my most amazing, humbling “mommy” moments….Our 12 year old had been asking questions about God:  “How do people know God is answering their prayers?,” “How does someone know if their friend is really a Christian?” “How do you know all these verses in the Bible?”  On this particular afternoon, I sat on our den rug with the Big Book I love and many others that help me understand it.  He sat down beside me and began with his beautiful, honest inquiries of the mystery.  We talked…often my answer was, “You probably need to ask your dad (the most dear believer I know) that.”  There was a pause and with tears in his eyes, he said, “I want to know God like you and dad do.”

As I put this dear one to bed months later, I noticed his devotional on his bedside table, bookmarked to the day.  Picking it up, I asked if he read it every night.  He answered yes.  We read that day’s devotional together.  Then he said, “I usually read the devotional of the day as well as the one I read the day before…can we do that?”  After we read the previous day’s devotional, he said, “Want to know my favorite day?  It’s February 12.”   I turned to Feb. 12 and saw he had underlined a quote from God, “Let Me become the desire of your heart.” I told him I wished I knew God like he did.

“Truly I tell you, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.” And he took the children in his arms, placed his hands on them and blessed them.  Mark 10:15-16

Today…take your complicated problems to God with simple faith and He will bless you too. He is able to do even more than you ask.  Ask Him to cause you to desire Him above all else.

The ram….

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I keep thinking about the ram.  When the old man decided to obey God, he wasn’t thinking about rams.  When he took the first painful steps of obedience, he didn’t know a ram was beginning the climb on the other side.  When sweat beaded on his brow from the exertion of the climb-certainly- but mostly from his “yes” to God, he didn’t realize the ram was easily taking the heights as well.  When the questions blared in his own mind and then from his only son, he didn’t know the answers.  He kept climbing the staggering, uneven Way…knowing his God…but not knowing about the ram.  When, with wearying strength, he lifted the knife to kill his very heart, he had no idea the ram was right there, on the other side of the most difficult peak he had ever faced.  Then, “HE LOOKED UP.”  He “looked up”…and he knew what God had known all along…i keep thinking about that ram.  It’s something to think about…                                               Genesis 22

 

 

For my 30-day devotional on the life of Abraham, as well as notes from my battle with breast cancer, click “Bible Studies” under “Categories” to the right of this post.

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It’s o.k…..

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Sometimes you just have to laugh and tell yourself it’s ok.  This morning, as we ate cold cereal (the same kind we had for dinner last night), we couldn’t find clean towels, and the boys dressed for school, I had to laugh about life.

You see, today is “Circus Day” at our middle school.  Our youngest two sons, of 6, attend there and had to dress up for this special day.  As we opened the door to leave, I realized there was no fanfare, no pictures, no “oohing” and “ahhing” about their costumes. Honestly, there wasn’t much to brag about! Perhaps because through 22 years, 6 sons, homeschool, private school, public school, cancer, moves, “terrible twos and troublesome teens,” loss of parents, lots of victories and many mistakes, we have become minimalists (a nice word for busy, old, and weary!!) by default.

I paused at the door as I smiled at the situation, and snapped a picture of the youngest, 12, in his “costume:”

I know, so cute, right?  But the mark of

“minimalist” is loud and clear.  #6 son

has known this all his life-look–he’s still happy!

What a love!  They all are, actually.  They have

put up with so much, and yet they still love us!

While clicking the camera on that dear one, I remembered a different day in our lives. I look back and think I was “better” then.    This photo is from Halloween, 1994, we had 3 sons and one on the way.  That year I actually sewed their Halloween costumes myself.

I look at this and feel proud, then I think, “Yeah, the costumes were great, but was my heart?  Maybe, honestly I don’t recall…but today as I patiently pinned the “Circus Crew” sign on Cole’s old t-shirt and told him how proud I was of his idea, I felt thankful.  Yes, through the journey of life things have changed and many times these days as a parent I feel like a “loser,” especially as we eat cold cereal and wear t-shirts with signs pinned to the front as costumes.  However, when I step back and view the big picture, I realize that the beauty of this life is not in the things I can look at and feel proud of, but in the love that transcends all of my pride.  We’re still walking, one foot in front of the other, like everyone else, and there’s a lot, a whole lot of love in this home…just like yours.  So, today, if you look at your mothering, your fathering, and you think, “Boy, I really come up short,” just put an arm around your child, look them in the eyes, and tell them you love them…and then laugh together as you sit down for a dinner of cold cereal and give thanks to God.  It’s ok.

Love is Unstoppable:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=alncB4_CKrQ&feature=related