It's the Christians who make me crazy!

When I dress up and try to look like a real adult at conferences, and then I speak about all of my ideals and commitments passionately, it would be so easy for me to give the illusion that I am a perfect person who has finally reached maturity and rarely ever sin. However, when I return home from a great conference like the one in the Woodlands last weekend, I still have to live in my home with myself. And myself is still sinful and selfish at heart and in the midst of grand ideals, I can still stumble and trip over the most menial of issues--like traffic or a crowded seat on the plane, or a night without sleep.

Like the beast in the fairy tale, though he was really a prince in position, he was a beast on the inside. And his inside self came to the outside.

Thank the Lord that will never happen to me. I don't think I would feel comfortable having everyone in the world see all of the darkness or pettiness lurking inside my soul, after all, I am still in process.

I just wanted to put it out there. All of us struggle and wrestle within. If it wasn't for my children, I would be so much more holy. It's those unreasonable in-laws. The people who have hurt me the most are those Christians in my church who were mean-spirited and have been so critical of me (or my children.) Or, if my supposed Christian husband would actually act in a loving way, we would have such a good marriage. Or my family doesn't agree with my Christian ideals, or If the pastor at our church wasn't so unloving or judgmental, If, if, if.......we think and say, and we all have some of these issues, and it is the Christian ones that make me crazy and yet, it is normal life in a fallen world.

We all live in this broken place--this is the place separated from perfect love, perfect grace. It is not wrong to feel anger or depression or discouragement or deep fear or hate. You are not an unattractive personality or person if you feel these things--do not listen to the lie that it is all your fault, as that only leads to despair and hopelessness.

But, it is what we do with all of these feelings. You are not a bad person for being immature or even for feeling anger at the stress another sinful person brings to you. But how you live by faith in the next moments, how you speak to your brain--if you take every thought captive--make it a prisoner--will determine if you will become more free, more loving, more filled with grace and compassion or if you will become a victim of the darkness of living in a sinful world. What you do with your thoughts determines what you become captivated by.

But, it is also best to not allow the "bad" people in your life to define you. You cannot make immature people mature. You cannot control how they behave. But you can control your own heart--and that is the foundation of your whole being--not what you do--but what you think and cherish and practice inside of you--in your heart where the beast lives.

Remember who you are: You are forgiven. You are royalty in the eyes of God. You are not your past--the old things have past away, all things have become new.

It was for freedom that Christ set you free, therefore do not be subject to a yoke of slavery.

There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus. For the law of the spirit of life in Christ Jesus has set you free from the law of sin and death.

There is therefore nothing that can separate you from the love of God.

Walk in your newness. Live in your beauty-you have the imprint of a master artist on your soul. Throw off the people in your life who would steal your joy and bring His light into your darkness.

Spiritual maturity is a process of becoming mature one tiny step, one day at a time. We are all in process until we see Him face to face. Thank goodness he allows me to be the toddler that I am, but He keeps loving me and bringing me forward.

All is grace. All is forgiven. All is new.

Today, I am.........

Up early eating a delicious veggie omelet, drinking strong coffee and alive in my heart with all of the wonderful women I am meeting at the Woodlands HS conference. Such hard working, devoted, inspired moms--all of whom deserve a break, need a massage, a maid, an assistant and a vacation. So blessed to be in their company. So enjoyed our chocolate party last night with 289 women celebrating life together. But I always wonder afterwards--did I say too much? Did I help at all? Do these women know just how much God loves them? Then off to sleep. I talked to Joy and Joel late just before sleep, who lived through a torrential rainstorm somewhere between Colorado and Arizona in Joel's new second hand car that he bought on Thursday. Joy left her driver's license at WalMart and they had to go back for it. I found them in Flagstaff, sequestered at a hotel for the night and making great memories together and building on their relationship. Joy's job is to keep Joel awake, and to give encouragement and help to him this week as he foray's into California to find an apartment, and seek a job in the film scoring industry. And so thankful to the Martinez's, our dear family friends, who will keep our two while they are pursuing apartments this week.

Sarah called us in the middle of the night to ask about our dog, Kelcie. Seems she ate from the garbage bag some old chicken, threw up all over our carpet and now will not move from the porch outside--what should be done? No one wants our sweet,funny,  belligerent dog to be sick. Never, never a dull moment.

Nate called with lots of news yesterday about life, work, friends, movies, dreams--right in the middle of one of my talks. And so I told my audience to yell out "HI, Nathan, " to him and it brought him to chuckles. (I just happened to be speaking about being available to your children to seize the moment and find time to really pay attention to their personality and needs when he called--so it just seemed like a providential live application to my talk. (Thanks, Nate, for calling at just the right time.)

Clay and I working side by side and remembering what we felt like as parents of young children.

And now off to speak again and see old friends and drink more coffee and tea and keep making memories. I am blessed.

Which wich or which family are you?

Up at 3:30 this morning, barely could crawl out of bed, and threw on my clothes, zipped up my bags, and stepped into the car, all with my eyes still closed. Clay and I were on our way to the airport in Denver, (one hour away), to fly to Houston to speak at the Woodlands Marriott Hotel where there will be several thousand families. I love coming here. We spent many years of our family years with our children in Texas and love the heritage, the hospitality, and so many wonderful friends. Whenever I come here, many memories are revived--those early days with small children trying to figure it all out. How did I make it through--me who had so little training or experience with children.

But, being here at the end of the childhood of all of my children is deeply satisfying. I love who they have become and to think they could actually make it to adulthood in a healthy condition in spite of Clay's and my imperfect parenting--all God's grace is good.

Arriving at the hotel around noon, found us with such an appetite, as breakfast, about a thousand of hours ago, was sparse. And somehow exhaustion heightens my hunger.

Just at the end of the driveway at our hotel is a small sandwich shop called Which wich? A cute fast food sandwich place with many options for a sandwich. I am more of a casserole sandwich girl myself--more about how much other stuff you can get on it, besides the meat. I love all the veggies, onions, green peppers, lettuce, tomatoes, olives, avocado, and pickles and whatever else they will give me and of course I am a whole wheat type. Clay is much more classic--turkey, lettuce, tomato and onion.

It reminds me, all of us have the freedom to make unique choices for our families and children. It would be absurd to tell all people they had to like my way of making a sandwich. And so would it be absurd to think that there was just one way to have a godly, fruitful family. God leaves so much room for personality, interest, skills, heritage, background training, culture and motivation. As long as the life of God and enthusiasm for ideals is a part of the mix, somehow God's spirit mysteriously moves amongst the members of the people making up that family, and creates abundant, vibrant life.

And so now you know some of what I will be speaking about this weekend.

We are a bookish, arts, nature and walks, traveling, idealistic, ministry, musical, coffee and tea, chocolate, cinnamon roll, discussions, dancing and out of the box sort of family.

What kind of family are you?

Celebrating the miracle of this moment

Carl Larsson One of my favorite artists

"Being in a hurry. Getting to the next thing without fully entering the thing in front of me. I cannot think of a single advantage I've ever gained from being in a hurry. But a thousand broken and missed things, tens of thousands, lie in the wake of all the rushing.... Through all that haste I thought I was making up time. It turns out I was throwing it away."

Ann Voskamp 1000 Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You  Are

I look for art, books, stories, people who feed my soul, and whose life serves to feed my mind and heart long after I have left them. And so, I love how God has crafted Ann Voscamp into such an artist. Her words feed and deeply touch my soul. I am so grateful she leans her ear toward His voice and then faithfully paints word pictures that express my heart. If you haven't bought her book, you must be sure to do so. Here is where you may order it.

This summer, I am teaching myself to linger. It is not natural for me, one who is and has been in a hurry for so long. But in the hurry, I have missed the miracles of moments.

Now, however, my every day with my children is a gift. They are vibrant, strong, idealistic, godly, loving, fun and wonderful. They still make messes and even sin once in a while, but oh, what life and beauty permeates my home with their presence. But when they give me a day, I am blessed. All will be gone except for Joy this fall, and so I am trying to groom myself to listen, to look, to love and to really see the miracle before me.

I learned this lesson many years ago on the occasion of a birthday.

On Joy's fifth birthday, I planned a party that I thought I would please her. Too much effort to clean the house so that the moms of the kids I invited would see an orderly house, kept me from focussing on my precious birthday child. I was Martha-ing about putting out cake, balloons, favors, making finger sandwiches, planning what I thought she would like--all the while looking at the day from the grid my adult eyes.

The children came and in just two hours, they fought over the toys, spilled the red punch on another little girl's favorite dress, one little boy threw a toy across the room and hit another little girl in the head and made her cry. It was a memory of messes, crying, friction, stress and Joy was unhappy the whole time, feeling that she was trying to please me by staying at the party.

When the all the guests finally left, I heard a "pound, pound, pound of feet running across our deck. I walked out of our kitchen door and glanced into the afternoon shadows playing tag with the fading sun over our mountain, and there was sweet Joy.

Dressed in her old, slightly stained and torn favorite ballet suit, she was running, giggling across the deck with a bubble wand at her head level with bubbles flying out behind her. I stopped and sat on our picnic bench and just gazed at her as the sun went down. For an hour she played and ran and delighted in the beauty of her bubble parade. I took it in, I cherished the picture in my mind, and chastised myself for missing the glory of her beauty and youth in the busyness of my tirades to fulfill my expectations of the party I thought would make her happy.

"Oh, Mommy!" she exclaimed, "This is my favorite time of my whole day! I am having sooooooooo much fun. Thank you for giving me such a wonderful present."

She climbed into my lap with milk mustache sprinkled with  cupcake crumbles, sticky bubble juice on her hair, and snuggled up with a happy sigh.

And so, I melted into her little body, breathing in the atmosphere of her pure-hearted, innocent love. I did then cherish the moment and took the time to take a soul photograph whose imprint will be there forever.

And so tomorrow, before Joel moves away on Thursday, I will live in every moment, celebrate all the sweet fellowship that is right in front of me, no matter how many dishes they use, or whatever noise they make. All of it will be precious and priceless and I redeem the moments for memories to visit next week when they are all gone.

Holiness is not law-keeping but love-keeping

Janis Rozentals

"Let the children come to me."

If you love me, you will keep my commandments. John 14:15

There is something in our flesh that wants to try to earn God's love. We love to check off mental lists of what we have done for Him to be good little Christians. We measure ourselves by others who do not look as "Christian" or do as much as we do. We feel guilty when we misbehave and do something that makes us feel "bad" or sinful.

The truth is, because we could never be holy or perfect on our own, he had to save us. We could never attain to His standards. And so, "while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us."

But, you say, holiness must exhibit an excellent life. Yes, I agree. But holiness, being willing to be set aside for God's purposes, to make Him known, to proclaim His kingdom and kingdom ways,  spills over into our behavior, from a loving heart. When our  heart is so grateful to God for His gentle, humble mercy on all of us who are so likely to be selfish and sinful, His redeeming grace that wipes our faults and sins away as though we have never sinned, His affirmation of our worth, because He has adopted us, that we can't want to do anything but please Him.

It is significant to me that it was Peter, the wonderful, outspoken, imperfect, passionate lover of God, who so publicly failed, admonishes us to "Be Holy as I am holy."

Peter was not in any way telling us to perform holy deeds, but, to, from our hearts, be His, love His ways, serve Him wholeheartedly.

Peter also says, "But you are A CHOSEN RACE, A royal PRIESTHOOD, A HOLY NATION, A PEOPLE FOR God's OWN POSSESSION, so that you may proclaim the excellencies of Him who has called you out of darkness into His marvelous light;" I Peter 2: 9

When Jesus was asked what the most important law was, his response was, "You shall love the Lord your God with all of your heart."

When one understands that it is God who created this beautiful place for us to live--the stars, the vast and powerful oceans, the thousands of flowers that bloom in the spring, the vibrant reds, oranges, yellows of dying leaves in the fall, then worship is a natural response. Praise for what is good.

Jesus said of the woman, weeping and washing his feet with her tears, "She who is forgiven much, loves much."

Why do we stay moral and pure in marriage? Because we know it pleases Him. He calls marriage sacred because it is a picture of our bridegroom Jesus loving and serving and committing himself to preparing us for the wedding feast. And so out of wanting to honor this sacred picture, we love and serve and give of ourselves generously to our marriage, so that our lives can reflect to others the beauty of committed, gracious love.

We serve our children and give up our own time to sacrifice for them, not out of works or duty, but because Jesus himself gave his love and blessing to children, even after the harsh hearted response to the children from his disciples. We understand that God said children are a blessing and the fruit of the womb is a reward, and so we cherish them, and serve them as Jesus served His disciples, because we deeply revere Him, love Him and want to honor Him.

A holy life will reflect the character of Christ because it springs out of the heart whose life flows out from knowing Him. And so excellence, sacrifice, hard work, loyalty, love, joy, peace, patience, and so on, will be the virtues that grow in and through our holy lives, but it will come from being connected to Him, the vine, the source of all goodness. Not a harsh, I will gut it out sort of works oriented law keeping, but a graceful, growing, developing character of grace as seen through the lives of Jesus's disciples.

God reminds us that holiness is His work. We read in Hebrews, "For they (our parents) disciplined us for a short time as seemed best to them, but He disciplines us for our good, so that we may share His holiness."

God, as a good Father, is committed to slowly but surely, training us to become holy, like Him. But He does it through loving us, serving us, teaching us, calling us, providing for us. A lifetime of loving Him will produce a life that is holy.

Even in his last prayers, Jesus shows us how much He wants us to know His Father's love, "I pray that they may know the love with which you have loved me from the foundation of the world."

Love and holiness cannot be separated. Loving Him, will produce serving Him from a grateful heart and the process of holiness will overtake our character as we seek to know and love Him. Holiness spills out of an overflow of a heart in love with God.

This is the time to be Holy

Moses holding forth the Law (ten commandments) Rembrandt

I am the LORD who brought you up out of Egypt to be your God; therefore be holy, because I am holy. Leviticus 11:45

because it is written, "YOU SHALL BE HOLY, FOR I AM HOLY." I Peter 1: 16

Today's culture gives us permission to do pretty much what we feel like doing. "I'm ok, you're ok." Even in Christian circles. Many of the phone calls I receive from my older children when they have lived or traveled all over the world are about one more disappointment with would be believers, who have justified compromise. Moral compromise, behavioral compromise, "It's ok--everyone does it. It's not that bad." mentality.

One of my goals in my life is to search out people, books, places that will cause me to want to love God more, want to live a more excellent life, want to devote myself to ministry--those areas that cultivate in me a desire to be holy, set apart for God's purposes. I have three friends who are older, and they are stalwart, seasoned, mature women. I know that when I am with them, I will hear something from the word. I will be challenged by their thoughts, their lives, their convictions and the ways they are living.

I am far from perfect, but how fortunate I have  been to have walked with God for many years and to have been challenged to hold fast to Him, amidst all of my struggles. Even as Jacob wrestled with God and would not let him go until He blessed Him, so it has been  my heart's desire to hold fast to Him until I see Him face to face.

It is a rare privilege to meet someone who has determined to be holy--truly set apart for the Lord. A holy person listens to His voice, seeks His word, prays for His guidance. I believe that God is so willing to work in great ways in and through the lives of many a person, but the requirement is the heart--

Some of the requirements of one who is Holy

1. A person who is set apart for God's purposes has learned to view their lives in light of eternity (Seek first the kingdom of God; Lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven and not on earth; Teach us to number our days that we might present to thee a heart of wisdom; Two commandments--love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, mind and strength and love your neighbor.)

2. We must put away our sin inside of our hearts where no one else can see---

Is there an idol in your life? (money, television, facebook, twitter, acceptance from others, popularity, romance novels, anything that replaces God in our hearts, as our source of satisfaction or joy is an idol--God will not tolerate idols.)

Is there any bitterness, insecurity, fear, anger, condemnation of others, behavior (critical attitude, judgment, pornography, lust) that we have not yielded in our hearts to God? God and sin cannot dwell together in the same space of our hearts. Whatever we practice, we become--we cannot love God and practice bitterness or hate or fear--we must choose our master and yield our heart's to Him when the Holy Spirit puts his finger on an attitude or practice--the more we ignore His voice, the more we become used to listening to the wisdom of the world which is all around us.

3. One who is focussed on pleasing God must spend time in His word. I am surrounded by people who say, "God told me this." "Or why did God do that to me?" lots of God talk, but no basis in scripture. I look for those who are listening to the voice of God, "How blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked or stand in the path of sinners or sit in the seat of scoffers, but his delight is in the law of the Lord and in this law He meditates day and night.

4. A Holy person is humble--meek, compassionate, and gives grace to others. (Jesus said, "I am humble and meek. Learn from me.") A proud person cannot be used by God. He gives grace to the humble but is opposed to the proud. I have not met an older person who is godly who has not been humbled in her own eyes.

Humility leads a person to say, "Life is not about me or my pleasure or my happiness. It is about Him and His ways. Be it done to me according to your will, Oh God."

As I look at all the obstacles of my life, all the difficulties and deeply painful times, I see that God was leading me on a course for my heart, so that I would understand the struggles of others, have more compassion for them, learn to extend His grace to them. A holy person says, "Have your way in my life and I will look at everything that happens to me as a lesson or place where I might be faithful to you or where I might have something to learn about ministry."

5. A person who is holy is committed to growing in love, because this is what pleases God. Loving means putting away anger, harshness and violence for any reason. Love means seeing the other person through the eyes of serving and encouraging them--not asking what the person can do for me. Love means generously pouring out life-giving words and messages--I believe in you. I appreciate you. I accept you. I will help you. I love you and let there be no doubt, I will be committed to you and seek your best my whole life.

Love does not come easily, but it matures over time. But without love, we cannot please God. He cares not so much that our theology is perfectly in line, but that we serve others in love. (The Good Samaritan is one example.)

6. Holiness requires that we choose to believe in God's presence, purpose, attention, every moment, every day. Without faith, it is impossible to please Him. We believe in the dark times of life. We worship and sing to Him every day. We wait as long as it takes to see His answer to our prayers. We wait on God and God only.

I want to be faithful and holy until I see Him face to face. All of life mitigates against my faithfulness--I am weak and vulnerable. I am surrounded by voices of the world. I am tempted regularly. I am lazy and tired and undisciplined at times. But, I have written and made commitments that are at the front of my mind to call me to my ideals. These commitments speak to my heart, call to me to keep going, give me personal accountability.

What commitments have you made that keep you going? What are your ideals, your hopes, that keep you going? No one can make you be faithful or strong, but God is cheering for you, hoping you will be one of those who stands fast, holds on, chooses Him, desires in your heart to be holy and faithful to Him. What will you choose today?

I rather like this quote by Carl Sandburg, ""Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you."

— Carl Sandburg

Be careful lest other people spend it for you--a set apart life is intentional, it is a life lived not for the here and now and to please the voices of this world. We do only have one life in which to live a great and inspiring story.

I will be talking about some of my own commitments in the days ahead. Let's encourage one another to hold fast, to be one of those set apart ones. What are some of your commitments? What are your personal heart ideals? I would love to hear.

 

Some day, I'm gonna have a hammock

Giovanni Boldini

Today, I can barely keep my eyes open. About 6:30 this morning, Sarah came into my room to awaken me so that we could go to our Saturday morning coffee and then walk downtown, and I was sleeping like an exhausted baby.

We walked and the early morning heat threatened to shorten our walk--I am allergic to heat--it makes me grumpy. However, where we live in Colorado, we almost never have any real heat, so I enjoy hopping from shady spot to shady spot and hoping for breezes in between. Seems in the shady spots of Monument, which is my town, there is always a pleasant breeze. We do not have air conditioners where I live, but house size attic fans that bring the breezes all through our houses 24 hours a day, and keep the rhythmic hum going at nights so we don't hear outside noises. I love the lovely, summer, breezy nights for sleeping.

I think today would be a perfect day for a hammock--swinging under the shade in these breezes, care-free and lazy, something I aspire to some day--maybe a whole lazy day of reading and resting, with nary a dirty dish in my wake, or even perhaps a week of such rest, or maybe even a year. I can always dream.

And so, after walking, coming home and  making breakfast for Joel and helping him finalize a loan for a cute little red car, miraculously, everyone was gone from the house, and so I decided to behave like a leisurely woman of ease. Sipping coffee in my blue china mug and cozying up, sprawled on my overstuffed chair with a great book, (Bonhoeffer--his biography by EricMetaxas), and pondering a nap, I think I will make a lazy day a new goal, and some day, I'm gonna have a hammock.

The Mystery of Child Training: Where to begin?

"A wise woman builds her house, and a foolish woman with her own hands tears it down." Proverbs 14: 1 Cole Thomas: Home in the Woods

Often, in my conferences, I have said, "In order to build a house, you must have an architectural plan or the house will not stand. There are many ways to build a home and many kinds of homes."

"One can build a small shack or a grand estate, but all begins with a plan. It all depends on how big your vision for your plan is--you can build generations of legacy or a small sphere of influence because of having no imagination or Biblical plan in place. "

As I meet women all over the world who have broken hearts about the ways their children have left the Lord and walked away from their values, often times I find that they never had a plan--they just let their families happen. I have also so often heard, "I just followed what I was told or what I read and too late I realized that the formula I was following didn't work."

None of us is perfect and so we will never have a perfect plan, but we must have one in place and expand and build on it! There are several foundational principles that Clay and I followed.

1. God designed the family and children and he called them a blessing--so he must have something in mind. Starting out with scripture, reading Genesis 1, pondering how God Fathers us, observing how he influenced His disciples, --these principles giveus a starting place. God is relational and loving and provides and pursues and protects and wants to communicate.  And so I pattern my life after His. In order to build a Biblical home, and not just something built on the advice of contemporary or "Christian" dogma,  must determine to be women of the word and a student of Christ, who is the exact representation of God, according to Hebrews 1. I have gotten so much mileage in my life out of hours in the word observing His ways with his own disciples.

2. We are building generations--a legacy of messages, values, traditions, convictions. Parenting is not primarily focussed on behavioral goals, but on heart values and messages--those purposes that inspire, capture a child's imagination, give those in the family a sense of belonging and hope. (God has called the Clarksons to say, "In our lifetime, how can we love God and then pass on His kingdom messages to the world. I wonder how God is going to use your personality and gifts to touch many people in this world in ways that no one else will be able to do." Purpose and focus on heart messages is a part of the grid that I work from every day.

3. We must have in mind what it is we are building. Clay and I partnered together to come up with values, truths, habits that we wanted to become the very core of our children's direction book on how to live life well. The picture of the Holy Spirit comes to mind. Jesus said, "I will send you a helper and he will guide you into all truth." We are like that with our children and as Christ was with his disciples. We are a helper who will guide them into truth.

Our 24 Family Ways is a devotional that Clay wrote for our family that would be our discipleship tool for building a plan of how we wanted our children to live life--to train them what was true, what was expected and how to practice living within the guidelines of the Clarksons. We wanted our children to know how to honor us and God; to know how to practice loving others in word and deed; to know how to cultivate strong work habits and attitudes about all of these and many other things. We attached each "way" to scripture, gave our children memory verses, and went over our ways again and again over the years so that these truths would be deep in their hearts. (you can order 24 Ways by putting your curser on the picture or going here)

"Train up a child in the way he should go and when he is old, he will not depart from it." All day long the grid I worked from was through the lens of our ways. For instance,  when a toddler was about to hit another, I would pick them up, hold the hand and say very seriously, "We never, never use our hands to express hate or anger, remember our way, "We treat others with kindness, gentleness and respect."

If a child was older and mouthed off, I would say the same "way", and require them to apologize or write a note to the offended person, or write out the memory verse however many times I thought would be appropriate. Our ways became an objective grid for training and building expectations in our children's soul for Biblical ideals.

Training is constant instruction, interference with immature and inappropriate behavior, consequences of some sort, and modeling or requiring a correction of that behavior, with constant attention to the relationship. (An extravert needs time to talk and talk and to be active; and introvert needs time alone or time alone with you; a little wiggly boy needs to be understood as one who God gave testosterone to so that he could protect his family some day, a young teen girl needs grace with her hormones, --and so do boys, by the way) and so on. Love, serving, encouragement, and requiring honor in relationships was always the foundation for all child training--seeing that like the Holy Spirit in my own life, I was coming along side them, helping them, encouraging them in the path of righteousness in their own lives as one of my primary roles as a mom.

"No, not that way, but this is the true way." over and over and over again, gently, lovingly, firmly, consistently. Always be ready to praise for good choices and say, "You are growing so strong inside, and I see you making such wise choices."

Also, remember will training, Will training is what we see in Deuteronomy--"See that I have set before you life and prosperity or death and adversity, so choose yourselves today, what you will do."

We do not want to control our children because we are bigger and louder and can create havoc in their souls with our anger. Instead, we want to train them and motivate them, but to help them to understand early that they have the capacity to decide how to behave. If they respond to our wills and desires, with our encouragement, then they will be blessed. If they do not respond, then they are choosing to be disciplined in some way--they have a choice to make. This way, we honor their own ability to choose to be wise and we train them that choices have consequences. I cannot make you strong--only you can decide how strong and how excellent you want to become. But I believe God has created you to be a wise or strong or valiant (fill in the blank) person, and I can't wait to see His plan for you. So, I am hoping that you will choose to obey mommy, so that you can be blessed and happy."

Children who are controlled by anger or spanking may learn to obey when their parents are present, but they will rebel when their parents are not there.

Children who learn to use self-discipline and develop a sense of their own worth and strength and understand how to take ownership for their lives, will obey and be strong because they desire to build their own character.

Always more to be said, but these are some starters for building a plan and following the plan. I spoke these things even to my toddlers and babies when I was carrying them around my home, and talked and talked to all of my children about truth, God, love, our ways, all day long. Now they all joke about the mantras they remember me saying over and over again. They have all joked that whenever they are far away from me in another state, they still hear my voice in their heads.

Off to my day. Blessings!

If you want your child to love God, don't go by the rules!

I remember when I first took Sarah into my arms. I was literally shocked at how much love I felt for her. I kissed her over and over and wept and held her and sang to her and stroked her at every moment. I was not prepared for my heart to be filled with so much wonder, such depth of emotion. Maybe it was because I was in my 30's and had wanted to get married for so long, and now found myself starting a family, which was a miracle to me. A baby from my own body created a life in the love channels of my heart that is beyond explanation.

When a baby is welcomed into the world and cherished and embraced and prayed over, it begins a pattern in the baby's brain that literally communicates and establishes brain pattern expectations of life: I am loved, I feel good, it makes me happy, I belong. These very patterns cause that same baby to already have patterns of significant theological implications that will be responded to when this same child is confronted with the reality of God. He is love, He accepts me, I have a place to belong, I can feel good about responding back to God's love, as it is already familiar to my brain.

When babies begin growing, and the issues of child discipline and training come to the fore, I have observed that many often leave that relational, heart-felt attachment and begin to behave differently toward them. I have seen that many, many moms, because they do love their babies and want to get it right, begin at a very early age responding and initiating to these very babies as though they are a challenge to be overcome, a contestant to be rulled over. And since there are so many extra-biblical books of advice (suggestions--but not necessarily taking into account the full counsel of scripture), abound in Christian circles, the moms follow the rules and expectations of the voices they are reading and hearing. We all long for an easy formula to make parenting quick, predictable, and long lasting.

I do not see that in my own relationship with God as my Father. He works slowly in my life to train, love, test, teach and to conform me to the image of Christ. It is little by little, bit by bit, one lesson at a time.

However, in all relationships, (parenting, friendship, marriage, work), people are designed by God to respond from their heart. If their hearts are attached and served by the people relating to them, and their felt needs are met, people will tend to respond to the one who shows them the most love.

Let me give you an example. I Suppose my husband came to me at home and said, "Now, Sally, we are married and I am your husband and these are my standards of what I expect in our home. I want a clean house, a homemade dinner on the table, with my preferences for food, I expect you to rule over the children so that they will behave, memorize scripture, be read to, learn to play a musical instrument well, be mannerly, have godly character and learn a good work ethic. Since we are also a Christian home, I expect you to read a chapter of the Old Testament every day and a chapter of the New Testament and I want the kids to have 3 books of the Bible memorized by the time they are 10. I will be checking with you every day to correct anything you have done that is not up to my standards and I expect you to live up to these goals because you are my wife. We are a Christian family and if we keep all of these ideals, our children will turn out to be moral, spiritual, hard working adults, agreed?

What if, then,  every day when my husband would come to me, he would say, I noticed that someone left a sock on the den floor and you have not succeeded yet in training our children well. And I also did not appreciate that fast food dinner last night--it had 1000 grams of saturated fat and was filled with chemical additives and I think you are becoming a little bit lazy for not making me a homemade meal,  and I noticed that two of the kids misspelled a word on their thank you notes to the grandparents,and and and.................and you need to work harder, get up earlier, make a better schedule, as we are falling behind on our goals. And so goals given to me as a list by a husband who dictated what my behavior should be, without consideration of a relationship, would produce death, not life in my relationship to him.

This kind of  a relationship would demoralize me very quickly and defeat me and cause me to begin building up anger because the standards would be so far beyond what I could attain with me being a limited, sinful selfish human being and my children also being immature, and unable to keep up with these high standards. These standards would also become horrible to me--put me in an emotional prison and take away the joy from my life or from holding ideals at all.

All of these ideals are good as goals--they are filled with sound wisdom and can provide life and instruction, but these laws would kill my soul if they were not given through a relationship of mutual love and respect.

However, imagine if my husband invited me out to my favorite restaurant for dinner. When I got there, if he had a vase with a beautiful rose on the table, a tiny gift wrapped up with ribbon, a tiny ipod with a tiny speaker playing my favorite music, my heart would immediately be engaged. Now, if during the dinner we shared together, my husband communicated his love of me, his special commitment to me, his delight in me, I would have a heart ready to respond to ideals.

Then if he said, "I want you to know that I am so excited to build a family with you. I will be here to support you in all of your hard work. I will see that you don't become exhausted. I will be your partner in this and we will build a great legacy together. We will not be able to accomplish this all at once, but I want to spend a lifetime with you building our dreams and vision. Whenever you need me, I will be there because I love you so much."

Now, I am not writing this post to cause anyone to feel depressed because this is not their husband---there is no perfect husband and they all need grace like we do.

But, as one of my friends has said many times, "A woman will do so much for so little if a man will just learn how to woo, love and communicate appreciation." And so of course, when I feel cherished I am much more likely to give my all, especially if I have time and relationship to grow and develop and get rest along the way.

But God is that kind of lover. He is a provider (look at nature--the garden, color, food that he crafted for our pleasure.) He gave us ideals, as we see through scripture. He saw that we were lost and falling and ultimately, He came amongst us, giving up any comfort or honor that He held in heaven, served, washed feet, fed, laughed with, lived with, encouraged his own precious disciples. Similarly, our life with God is not measured  in the rules or goals or laws that he gives. But, as the author of these ideals, and bound up in His love and care for us, God uses truth to work on our hearts in a relationship as a servant, a husband for the bride of Christ, a friend of the common people with whom he broke bread.

But He comes as the servant king, the one who lays down His life, the one who is humble and meek.  As a good parent, God gives us wisdom and guidance so that our lives will be healthy, strong, protected.

So God becomes our pattern for parenting. He served and loved and sacrificed and gave of Himself, so that we would long to be holy out of our gratitude and reverence and love for Him, who provided us with everything. He called His disciples to serve, to love, to give and to be holy. He did instruct them and train them, but it is no wonder they wanted to follow them to their deaths. He gave them true life, beauty, love that filled their deepest needs and longings to live a purposeful life.

And so after 3 years of intense friendship, when he said, "Greater love has no one than this, that a man lays down his life for his friend," they had heard it, seen if modeled, felt the benefit of it, seen the integrity of it in their teacher, and so they willingly embraced this high ideal.

Consequently, it is not in getting the rules right or in defining all of the rules and theology that will make our children want to serve God. It is in laying down our life for them, serving them, listening to them, loving who God made them within the context of a call to holiness, that will secure in them a desire to love God with all of their hearts. By seeing our love, they will more easily understand and receive God's love, as it will already be familiar to their hearts and brains.

Something I have been pondering today.....

 

 

Sneaking away, a habit with a reward

Gurndwald

This morning, when it was still dark, I crept out of bed so as not to awaken anyone in the house. I have always had a child's delight in being alone in the early morning, like I was playing hide and seek with the bodies asleep in my home. I made a big mug of coffee (with a dash of vanilla!) and drove away from my home at 5:45 as the sun was peeking out behind the clouds.

I was in need of time with Him, my one true friend, my counselor, my comforter, my Father. Sometimes with all the bodies and voices swirling about in my home, I lose Him. And so, I have learned to leave and invest in the morning hours with Him always, always waiting to talk to me. The Sunday morning breakfast feast will be ready at 9:30 as usual, but I will be different by the time I get back home.

Birds seemed to chirp more loudly than usual, the sun sparkled as the gentle waves of the lake danced slowly, and I was awash in peace and quiet, alone with Him.

I read Psalm 25 many times this morning--Lead me, teach me your paths, Instruct me in your way---the words became my prayers. Always big issues of life weigh too heavy on my shoulders. But very quickly in His bigness, my needs become small.

I will wait on you, oh Lord.

And then He reminded me--David waited and waited and waited for God and sang and danced while he waited. He did not take the throne from Saul. He did not murder Saul when God delivered Saul into David's hands, he just humbly waited on God to make His move--for years and years He waited, in peace, and writing and praising all  along. Is this what it means for David to be a man after God's heart---looking to Him, waiting on Him, rejoicing in Him, in the midst of battles going on all around in his life?

Saul, however, though big, handsome and strong, was not considered worthy to remain as king. He took matters into his own hands. He exerted his will, his way, his wisdom in being king. He did not wait on God, as he thought he knew better--and so God rejected him from being king.

Oh, please Lord, do not reject me from being usable to you and your kingdom purposes. Help me to wait on you as David did.

God wants those who wait on Him, follow His lead, hear His voice. I have noticed in my own life that God is not in a hurry and rarely does things quickly, but in the process of His leading, He cares more about forming character, building holiness, stretching our trust, strengthening our muscles of faith--and through this process He builds in us a legacy of integrity.

And so, this morning, my soul is once again filled with joy, peace, worship and rest--I do not know the future, but I rest in the one who does. It all comes from a habit, a rhythm of making time to be with Him, to hear His voice, to follow His ways. Years and years and years of getting away--to Him.

May He guide you to His presence today.

And now the favorite of the verses I pondered today:

Make me to know your ways, O Lord; Teach me your paths. Lead me in your truth and teach me, For you are the God of my salvation.

For you I wait all the day. Good and upright is the Lord; Therefore He instructs sinners in the way.

He leads the humble in justice and He teaches the humble His way. All the paths of the Lord are lovingkindness and truth.

Who is the man who fears the Lord? He will instruct him in the way He should go. Indeed, none of those who wait for you will be ashamed. Psalm 25