Are You Your Child's Adversary, or Advocate?

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"Or do you think lightly of the riches of His kindness and tolerance and patience, not knowing that the kindness of God leads you to repentance?"

~Romans 2:4

“Mama,” one of my children wrote this week, “one of the reasons I kept listening to you, even when I was a teenager, was that I always felt you were “for” me, on my side, you understood my quirks, you accepted me. Isn’t that the standard of Christ’s love toward all of us?”

Many of you who have read our books know that Clay and I are very relationship-based in our approach to children. As we looked to Christ for His model in how He reached the hearts of his disciples, so we wanted to develop a close and deep with ours. Yet, I think because every parent wants to do everything right, they often become susceptible to whatever parenting book they get their hands on first, seeking to find a formula for disciplining children.

Many books and materials on the market and in the Christian realm in the past few years have focused so much on formulas, offering harshness as an acceptable use of authority and law. This is what many parents long for--"Just give me the rules and tell me how to do it right so at 18, I’ll have a perfect child!” We would prefer a cookie-cutter approach to children, a one size fits all. And yet, none of us is the same, or has the same personality and response, and as we grow as parents, we realize that faith, patience and growing are the foundations of good parents.

Often, these very materials that sell the most add human wisdom and opinion to formulas that sound very inviting, But even if a Christian-sounding title or spin is added to them, these christianese manifestos are much like the hundreds of rules the Pharisees added to the law which served to put people under fear: if they don't do everything right, it will be their fault if their children do not turn out well but go astray. They then diligently correct every little immaturity and misbehavior of their children, becoming authoritarian parents.  They are at-home policemen, watching for every possible "sin" and bad behavior, treating their children harshly when bad behavior is manifested. Instead of enjoying their children, they feel stressed and angry that their children insist on whining and doing things to irritate them all the time.

The formula approach is neither Biblical nor productive. I am so very glad Jesus does not treat me this way, or I would give up! Though I am now in my 60's, I still sin, act in an immature way, and feel selfish sometimes. But He gently leads me, continuing to teach me wisdom as I seek His Word. He gives me understanding through the Holy Spirit so that little by little, I become more like Him. Holy, even. Hebrews tells us, "He disciplines us that we may share in His Holiness." He does this through training in our circumstances, over a lifetime--and He is never, never harsh with us, even in our immaturity, if our heart is turned toward Him. 

How do you picture Jesus with the multitudes? As a policeman with a frown on his face? Or as the good shepherd, the one who saw them and felt compassion, the one who took the children into His arms to bless them. He was the servant leader, who washed feet and made meals. His harshness was often expressed to those who were the rule keepers, who, he said, “heap burdens on the people with their many laws.”

It is the honor of a godly woman to cultivate civility, justice, wisdom, grace, patience, and unconditional love in all of her relationships--including those with her children. 

Why is it that we diligently teach our children the golden rule, and then neglect to use it as a framework for parenthood as we’re raising our children?

I would not like to be treated harshly by a voice constantly raised and correcting me all the time. It would dishearten me. I would seek to get far away from that kind of critical spirit and corrective tone. I am a person who needs grace, encouragement, help, training to become righteousness—and I think most children are, too.

A gracious, helpful attitude will set the stage for gracious parenting as we seek to be advocates for our children and resist becoming their adversaries. This very attitude is what we find in Jesus, who said, “Greater love has no one than this, than he lay down his life for his friend.”

Jesus, who was patient with Peter, even though He knew Peter would fail. Jesus, who prepared a warm meal of sizzling, fresh fish and invited Peter into His circle of love, reinstating him as a shepherd of His church.

Jesus, who offered forgiveness and compassion throughout his ministry.

Jesus, who told the Pharisees a story of a prodigal son with a constantly loving father waiting for his return.

May God grant us a heart like His to love our “disciples” as He did.

In the end, Clay and I concluded that it was generous love, unconditional acceptance of the quirks and unique personalities of our children, patient training, instruction moment by moment with an eye to seek to reach and inspire their heart with the ways of Christ, little by little, one day at a time over a lifetime of mentoring them.

May all of us ponder Christ that we may seek to find the ways to bring His truth and His wholeness, His compassion, and may our lives be changed daily by His grace, and may we desire to love God every day, in front of them, because our children see how much we love Him and want to follow Him as we do.

Blessings and blessings of His grace follow all of us through the whole journey of parenting to please Him and being more aware than ever what it cost our Heavenly Father to reach our own hearts.

For more on advocate-focused, discipleship-based parenting, see …

Sarah, Joy, I Fall Apart: We Needed Our Girls' Club & Podcast

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My friends and family are my support system. They tell me what I need to hear, not what I want to hear and they are there for me in the good and bad times. Without them I have no idea where I would be and I know that their love for me is what's keeping my head above the water.

Kelly Clarkson

I love this quote, except that I would change it to, “My children, my husband, my family are my support systems and best friends.” (and, BTW, Kelly is not a relative of ours! )

We three girls have had quite a taxing season and it has meant that we have sort of been falling apart. After a Christmas filled with Lilian being hospitalized and ill for over a week; 26 podcast recordings, a book launch, 3 conferences, 2 respiratory infections and one terrible stomach virus for all of us, company, deadlines and just the stress of life, we found we were operating constantly dealing with “duty” but not operating from a personal space of friendship, filling one another up.

We need to reinstate our “Girls’ Club” meetings. And so last Thursday night, we three made time to meet in a charming little French cafe near our homes. Flickering candlelight, a tiny bud vase with a fresh flower, an old tile fireplace mantel with art prints piled in a charming way, old wood floors, provided a framework for us to enter into a civilized time of sweet fellowship and friendship together. We needed personal time with one another so share our worries, thoughts, pondering, stresses, giggles—to bear one another’s burdens.. And we all ordered an appetizer because it was cheaper! :)

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“You go first, Joy! What is most on your heart? What has been occupying your thoughts?”

And so we took turns to “be heard” and to share together, to giggle, to marvel at the lovely food. Nothing was changed, the world still kept revolving while we met, but our hearts were changed and warmed by the connection we now all felt. Someone had “heard” us, “seen” us, and now we felt supported to go back into the world of our currently taxing lives. But now, we knew we would not have to do it alone.

So many of you have written to say you have been inspired by Girl’s Club book and you are making ways to initiate to women to gather for creating life that will strengthen your own hearts and souls.

It takes time to develop community and a kinship with women and friends, the kind that will warm you to your toes. It takes time to create history, to cultivate understanding. Yet, gathering and creating friends will keep you faithful to your ideals, stronger in your faith and more emotionally stable through all of your years.

Join us girls today as we share our own thoughts about challenging life, falling apart and how we are moving towards sustainability, and read passages that come from our heart to yours.

But be sure to start or continue your own girls’ club so that you will not be alone in the burdens of life, but walking side by side with one who wants to help you bear your burdens, giggle at your mirth and make memories that will serve you for a lifetime.



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Building Is Hard Work (Our Family Way 14: Initiative) & Podcast

"For which one of you, when he wants to build a tower, does not first sit down and calculate the cost to see if he has enough to complete it?" Luke 14:28

A couple of years ago, our family tackled remodeling our kitchen. Cabinets were torn out, the old stained wood floors were sanded, the walls repainted. And to get to this work, we had to take everything out of the kitchen--all of my dishes, pots and pans, silverware boxed up so that we could do the construction. Everything was a mess and there was dust, sawdust, splotches of paint, plaster, and all sorts of refuse from the different projects going all around.

At the end of a long day, we asked on of the builders helping us, a friend much more skillful that we were, to stay for dinner. He replied, "Construction is always such a messy process. If I can take a shower and wash off all of the plaster dust and paint under my nails, then I will be more acceptable at the table!”

Little by little, we were amazed at the results and wondered why we had not remodeled our old kitchen long ago. The floors underneath were gorgeous in their natural state and had just faded and discolored over years of stomping feet walking over them. The cabinets gave a whole new dimension and openness to the room. An island gave me much more serving room and the tile and granite I found gave such interesting and beautiful touches to make it look like a gourmet kitchen. It took longer than we thought, created more mess than we could imagine and cost us more.

But in the end, we were amazed at how beautiful and functional a room it became. I serve meals to literally hundreds of people every year from this little room, and the work was so worthwhile. But the kitchen was so much more functional and beautiful that it makes me happy every day just to be in there!

Building our children into godly human beings is also so much messier and personally costs us more than we ever thought, and takes longer than we anticipated. But the end result, like my own construction, will be so worthwhile.

These are some lessons from soul building that I have learned.

1. To build something beautiful and functional, a plan is required. Specific plans, architectural design is required in order to build something great. Same with children. The plans determine the outcome. I knew that in the case of my children I had specific plans for what I was building.

Heart work--I wanted to teach, instruct, invest in the training of my children so that their hearts would be captivated with a love for God and a dedication to serving Him. Heart work focusses on attitudes as opposed to behavior. Spiritual training was at the front of so many of my conversations, teaching, traditions.

Character training--I wanted my children to grow strong in integrity and virtue--to have the ability to tell the truth, to work hard, to give generously of themselves by learning to serve others. And so our plan (24 Family Ways) helped us to teach, train and instruct them to know how to have a godly character.

Mental excellence--I wanted my children to be able to think well, to have a love for learning, to have foundations of a Biblical world view, to know scripture, to read the best artists, writers, musicians, heroes and philosophers so that they would be sharpened to think and write and communicate ideas clearly and boldly.

Work Ethic--Giving our children practice at working, taking initiative, helping, disciplining their spirits helped them to grow up to become self-motivated in their own arenas of work as adults, but this had to be planned and trained.

2. Sweat Equity The work requires tearing down of the old and building the new.  To create a soul that shines forth the character of Christ, to do the real construction of  building and shaping--his love, his integrity, his generous spirit, His righteousness, requires a lot of sanding. Sanding is a pressured process that scrubs the grime and stains off of a wood floor to restore it to its original beauty.

Our children were made in the very likeness of God and underneath, there is such potential beauty. But sanding is a pressuring process. Going against the grain of our children's selfish will, working out the rough places of selfishness, getting to the original design is a long term process. So many women I know think that is their children are resisting them, they must be doing something wrong. But to confront the strong selfish will of a child involves resistance, pressure, sanding their little attitudes and self-centered willfulness, so if you find resistance, it is probably because you are helping shape a new heart, a polished soul. Training, instruction, correcting, disciplining are the forms of sanding the souls of our children so that they can become pure, beautiful, lovely.

3. Understanding the process. A master-builder, someone who has a lot of experience at building, knows that the process of building something new requires a lot of destruction before the patterns of beauty begin to emerge. My kids drove me crazy at times. The fussing, messes, phases of whining, arguing, being lazy, needy--there seemed at times to be no end to the work of working on their hearts, minds and souls, but as long as I learned the importance of pacing, working steadily, and keeping my focus on the goal at the end of the process, I was able to keep going because little by little I saw them shaping up to becoming stronger, more mature, more loving and more engaged in life.

Learning that correcting is a long process of "No, not this, THIS. No, not this, THIS." It is working through the problems, training out the old, destructive, shaping something new where the work of beautifying a heart, mind and soul takes place. The debri must be dealt with for the beautiful to emerge.

3. Everyone I know who has put up with building a home or remodeling gets sick of it eventually. This is taking so long! It doesn't seem like it will ever be finished! It is such a mess! This is driving me crazy!

And so, we can feel so guilty if we feel this way as mothers--wanting an escape, not enjoying the process, getting sick of the constant work, wondering if we are making progress at all. But this is a part of the building process, too. It is not wrong to "feel" these things. It is a part of the process, kind of like hitting the wall in a marathon.

So many times, I just wanted a break, and sometimes, though I was always committed to loving my children, I did not always like them or feel that motherly feeling of delight--far from it. And so, knowing that feelings don't determine whether the work gets finished or not is important. Sometimes my workers would not show up for a couple of days or take a break from the work for a holiday, rain, or just rest.

We need to have a break from all the work at times--go out with a friend! Go out alone! Go out somewhere fun with your husband--or even do something fun with your children. Too much work without a break makes Jack a dull boy--and so it is with you. This child shaping takes so much more time and emotional work than can all be tackled at once. Resting from stress and difficulty gives new perspective. But living in false guilt for feeling something that is perfectly normal only destroys and drains.

Learning to Choose Joy & Practicing Contentment As a Way of Life

“Mama, I love it when you are happy. It makes me feel like life is good and we are going to be ok.” (from an unmentioned Clarkson child.)

Lately, as I have struggled with too much—too much work, pressure from life, needs of family, deadlines, meals to make and dishes to wash and expectations from those who love me, I have probably cast a shadow on my family and been a force of negativity. But I have realized that when I struggle out loud, my children feel like they need to rescue me or take on my burdens. I am the mother, and I need to be careful not to pass on guilt, and unnecessary pressure to my family. I can choose to keep some things to myself and to learn to be content as a way of life. It is something that has been a long time coming.

Writing and speaking challenges me to grow more deeply in love with God each day. There is something about having the responsibility of telling others the true concepts of God's word and seeking to pass on a love for Him that changes me as I do so.  Many years ago, writing Dancing With My Father changed me deeply. I have changed even more in the years since I turned in the manuscript!

Learning to Move in the Direction of choosing contentment, practicing joy….(more soon)

To live fully alive, aware, sensing the presence of my gentle, loving Lord every day, in the tiny moments of my day--knowing He is here with me, He will always love me and pursue me, forgive me, help me--these realities that I am taking time to ponder are changing the very heart of me. Entering into His presence intentionally is giving me joy even in the midst of the many pressures of my life. I know so much more clearly now that all of my days have purpose in light of eternity and God's desire to bring me more and more to freedom.

I pass on just a few thoughts from my book that I pray may be of some encouragement to you, today.

"One of the greatest obstacles was my response to disappointments, frustration, and the day-to-day interruptions of life. As I evaluated these things in light of my commitment to walk in joy, I could see that, in reality, God had used many of my difficulties to create in me a deeper, more compassionate heart, I could see that the hand of God had faithfully met me at my need and somehow sustained me instead of letting me go under. I also realized that he had used these challenges to loosen my grip on the worldly, temporal things I had previously looked to for security and stability and instead compelled me to rely on him and seek eternal answers."

And then, later, I saw a Biblical story of dancing with God from a person who had learned this dance of joy in the privacy of his own life, where on one saw but God. "Here was my picture of joy: David, having faithfully waited through years of anguish, danger, and humility, never lost his true focus on his ultimate Source of joy, his God, who had been with David every day, through every circumstance.

Over 25 years of running away from Saul, losing his wife, having his children captured, attempted murder on his life, loneliness through battles from within and without. When he came to be king, his focus was still on His God and celebrating HIs presence in front of all who would follow Him as king. And with his heart focused on the Source of his joy, David could leap and dance "before the LORD with all his might" (2 Samuel 6:14). This out of heartfelt celebration.

I believe that David saw in God great freedom -- that his God created pleasure, color, beauty, food, love, sound, taste, and deep happiness. David was not tied up in knots of religion and rules, pretense and performance. Instead, he enjoyed and delighted in the God whom he knew to be his close friend and Lord. His dancing was a genuine expression of what he felt in his heart for his most beloved and intimate companion.

Where had he learned this? Out in the field, alone and free to ponder and live before God without pretense, being in nature with the stars and storms, seasons and changes. He'd been daily alone, living in the beauty of a world that displayed God's glory and handiwork. He'd spend many hours writing music about it, thinking about the Great Designer, and singing to an audience of one."

Today, as I am living in my own "field" of life, I may learn to hear the music of His voice speaking to me in my circumstances through the miracle of a child singing and giggling; the buds opening up on a tree, daffodils blooming; the heavy breath of an angel baby, fast asleep; the warmth of snuggling under the blankets on a cold, snowy spring morning with the companion of my life; the taste of hot coffee with sugar and cream—all these from His hand, a part of His art in my life, so I can see His presence and be aware of His provision.

May the field of your life bring you the joy of His presence today.

Francesca Battistelli, Her New Album, "Own It!" & A Podcast

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Ten Years ago, Joy, my daughter, competed in a national acting, singing and performing competition. She practiced and practiced and had such a great time. (Joy was made for performance since she came out of the womb.) For her solo, she chose a contemporary Christian song called, “I’m Letting Go!” by Francesca Battistelli. Joy practiced the song over and over and over again until even I could sing her cover song for the competition in my sleep. But I loved the song and at the beginning of her career, I became a fan of Francesca.

Fast forward a few years, and a long time friend of mine who is a music producer and song writer emailed me and said, “Francesca B. is reading and enjoying one of your books.”

How fun! And so we became friends through the internet and I kept enjoying even more of her beautiful songs and enjoyed our correspondence. I thought it would be fun to share her and her newest album, Own It, with all of you.

She is a mama of four sweet ones and has such a heart for the Lord and struggles with the same issues of life that we all have. She collaborates with her musician husband, Matt, and they have the privilege of working through these creative projects …

She is a mama of four sweet ones and has such a heart for the Lord and struggles with the same issues of life that we all have. She collaborates with her musician husband, Matt, and they have the privilege of working through these creative projects together. I knew you would enjoy our conversation and so decided to share this podcast with you.

Last year, she was called to fly to Italy to perform with the famous classical singer, Andrea Bocelli. for a Christmas special for TBN. What a fairly tale story and time it was for her.

Last year, she was called to fly to Italy to perform with the famous classical singer, Andrea Bocelli. for a Christmas special for TBN. What a fairly tale story and time it was for her.

Francesca has won one Grammy and had four career nominations, two K-LOVE Fan Awards, six Dove Awards (including being named the Gospel Music Association’s Artist of the Year) and seven No. 1 singles!

I hope you will enjoy our chat together. I love her heart and her desire that we all find our roots in Jesus to hold us through all seasons of our lives. Be inspired.

Enjoy!

Diligence Training (Our 24 Family Ways #13 and Podcast!)

"Patience and Diligence, like faith, remove mountains." -William Penn

Way #13

 We are diligent to complete a task promptly and thoroughly when asked. 

Memory verse:

"The soul of the sluggard craves and gets nothing. But the soul of the diligent is made fat."

Quitting jobs, quitting school, quitting on marriage, quitting on friendship, quitting on God, just quitting is acceptable in every area of our lives. Often we use the word grace as a covering to all people in all circumstances who make wrong decisions, who fail to be wise, who prove to be lazy.

Just "quitting" has become an acceptable choice, an excusable choice. We blame others for our difficulties instead of choosing to be diligent to overcome our challenges. A lack of godly character is at the base of Christians having no impact on culture. Christians are as likely to except mediocrity as non-believers.

Yet, God gave us the capacity to "muscle-up" in life in order to be conquerers, to defeat the darkness, to work to completion. How many times have I been sorely tempted to give up on some of my ideals--my children have tested my patience and faith. Homeschooling challenged me to the core. Repetitive financial issues have tempted me to believe that God did not hear my prayers. People's negative voices in my life have caused me to second guess my ideals, and tempted me to think they did not matter.

Yet, God's word kept telling me to persevere, to be diligent, to overcome, to keep going. And by His grace, now I am so very thankful that He increased my capacity to work hard when I had grown up lazy. He stretched my faith so that I could live long enough to see His faithfulness. He kept me faithful through the hard times in marriage so that now I have a heritage of unconditional love.

We read that one of the fruits of the spirit is faithfulness--faithfulness is staying diligent to remain at the task or issue at hand. Paul, who suffered so much at the hands of persecutors, knew the importance of diligence.

"Therefore, my beloved brothers, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that in the Lord your labor is not in vain."

1 Corinthians 15:58

Learning the importance of diligence in every endeavor of life is essential for fruitfulness in life. Though the world is in rebellion against God and His design, and thus our work is challenging, our relationships are fraught with pain, His spirit of redemption comes alive when we are diligent to complete the tasks we have been given to complete. Diligence is the energy, the inner will of determination to keep going, that provides the power to overcome in life.

I was not prepared to do housework, wake up with littles all night and then be responsive during the day. Diligence is a road, a direction, not a perfect rule to keep. It is moving toward maturity, not perfection.

When a mama trains her children, bit by bit, to work harder, to keep going, to develop an inner sense of integrity in work, faith, service, friendship and love, this child will become strong inside. To have a habit of diligence, to own the value of diligence in one's heart, provides the power, the strength to keep going--to move the mountains in his life.

Daily life is where diligence is trained and learned. As our children watch our diligence, and experience our love, they develop a heart to be diligent as we are. Giving children work to complete develops moral strength. Helping children to persevere in difficult relationships teaches them to be faithful in adult relationships.

If we do our children the disservice of taking them out of all difficult circumstances, then we are guilty of giving them a weak character. Diligence is a gold key to becoming productive and influential in life.

This week's way is crucial to the core of our children's character and will even help them to learn to stay faithful in times of doubt. When they learn to be diligent in one area, it spills into all areas of life. This is why it is crucial that we train this attribute into the very core of our children's values about themselves. We do it by gentle, daily, little by little, consistent training over a young lifetime at home.

But when it grows in the heart of the child, he will become the person who is reliable. This child will get the jobs he hopes for, work hard to reach ideals. If you love your child, you must patiently pursue this character quality in the life of your home and in your own life, and then you will see the ultimate reward of your own faith, as you learn to wait on God patiently and to work diligently in life to bring Him glory. May God find our hearts and works diligent as we see the blessing of His ways, in His time.

Resisting Fear as a Mama--Don't Quit!

“Do not fear, for I am with you! Do not anxiously look about you,  For I am your God! I will strengthen you, I will help you, Surely I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. “

~Isaiah 41: 10

A young couple decided to kayak from Maine all the way down to Florida. They planned their trip, got sponsors to support them, and blogged and wrote about their trip. With all of the seasons and storms, it took them a year to finish. Storms of great magnitude arose along their journey, sending waves crashing all around them. Often the rain would pelt continuously on their weary bodies and soak them to the bone. Discouragement would overwhelm and they would think, "Why did we undertake this? We will never finish. It is too difficult. No one can do it!"

Once, however, in the midst of such a storm, they made a pact with each other: "We will never make a decision to quit when we are in the midst of a storm." 

A simple, but profound commitment, and one we ought to consider, ourselves!

So many dear friends are surrounded by storms in their lives right now--economic, illness, weariness, loneliness, no support systems or anyone to help; difficult marriages, prodigal children, fear of the future, despair because of the times we are in … The list goes on and on. 

I have been through so many storms in my own life when I felt I could not go on---three out of my four children being asthmatics with constant illness and emergency room situations; 17 moves and the accompanying loneliness; four children to homeschool with very few support systems over the years and years of exhaustion; stress in finances, ministry, marriage; "giants" within our family that caused great difficulty and despair about which I may never write, because I believe in honor and loyalty in family relationships.

Often, I would think, "I cannot go on. My circumstances will turn out for the worst. There is no hope. Where has God gone?"

And yet, it is in the midst of the storms of life, that our faith is most precious. It is in these times when we can say to Satan, "You would have me fear, but I choose to believe in the goodness of God and in His provision.”

May our hearts be as David's, who wrote,

"The Lord is my light and salvation; Whom shall I fear.

The Lord is the defense of my life; Whom shall I dread? 

When evildoers came upon me to devour my flesh, My adversaries and enemies,

they stumbled and fell.

Though a host encamp against me, My heart will not fear.

Though a war arise against me, 

In spite of this I shall be confident." Psalm 27: 1-3

Don’t quit, mama, in the midst of your storm.

The light is coming.

Lifegiving Table Chapter 6: Sunday Morning Feasts, & Podcast

The memory of this story is so familiar and it took place over and over again. I slip a lacy fold-over sock onto Joy’s delicate foot and glance at my watch. Forty-five minutes until takeoff. I straighten her hair bow and kiss her head.

“Do you want to help Mommy set the table?”
“Yes, Mama! And I want to tell you something.”
Joy patters behind me in her Sunday best, regaling me with every thought and feeling she’s experienced in the last twenty-four hours. While she happily chatters, I flip pancakes and murmur “mm-hmm” to each important point she makes.

I hand her six forks and six napkins to fold. I glance again at the clock—thirty-seven minutes to go! I hurriedly drop pecans and chocolate chips into the bubbling piles of golden batter. Pulling out our old faithful teapot, I flick on the electric kettle and go to rally the forces.

The hurricane of bustle it takes to get six people into a car and on their way to church never ceases to amuse and exasperate me. On the very day we all feel compelled to be spiritual, focused, and thoughtful, we are usually rushed, urgent, and—dare we admit it?—a slight bit annoyed.

The more years I’ve lived, the more I’ve come to think that it is better not to fight mornings like these. It is better to resign oneself to the bustle and make room for meaning and delight in the midst of it. Accepting this reality helps soothe my mood, even if it means being five minutes late to church.

  • There will come a day when we arrive on time, I think, but today is probably not this day. So I take a deep breath and flip another pancake. “Breakfast in five minutes!” I shout up the stairs, “Be ready for church!” Within a few minutes I hear the hurried flutter of feet upstairs, followed by pounding on the stairs—a familiar sound to me. Nathan arrives, combing damp hair behind his ears. My two oldest amble in shortly thereafter, looking slightly more ready. Then comes Clay, who was dressed before any of us.

Clay’s “amen” has barely reached our ears before we descend on the pancakes with gusto. Joy likes the chocolate chip, while Sarah is partial to pecan. Soon not a single pancake is left. With mugs full of tea and mouths full of scrumptiousness (if I do say so myself), we listen while Clay reads aloud a Psalm that has captured his imagination this morning. Joy wiggles a little as he reads. But I can see on her attentive face that she is chewing on the words Clay reads out in rich baritone.

Clay thumps the book closed and removes his reading glasses.

“What do you all think?” he asks, surveying the breakfast table. This week’s Scripture focuses on holiness—a lofty topic for preteens.

“I think that if God gave everything to make us His, then we should live our lives set apart for Him. It’s how we should respond to His kindness.”

These words come from Joel, who until this moment has been sleepily consuming chocolate chip and pecan pancakes, leftover from Sarah’s plate. I am reminded once again that it’s hard to know when children’s hearts are deeply engaged. They can be paying attention even when they don’t look it. (Never stop teaching, training, and pouring into your children because you think they aren’t listening. Patience reveals investment.)

Everyone else chips in their thoughts, even little Joy, who was destined from a young age to hear many conversations beyond her years. Then Clay leads us in a prayer, and everyone rushes their dishes to the sink. I decide we’ll finish washing up later and leave them to soak. After a mad dash of socks, shoes, and unevenly tied shoelaces, somehow we all end up in the car. And I don’t even think we’ll be late.

What a miracle!

An Anchor in the Week

We did that every Sunday morning while our children were growing up—a sit-down breakfast with a special treat like pancakes or French toast, a family devotional, and time for us to reflect together on what we had read. In fact, we still do it with whoever happens to be home at the moment.

Even when I am in Oxford, my sweet husband is still keeping tradition and they made pancakes last week when Nathan was home. Life rhythms go on and warm feelings are felt deep inside the heart as each practiced and repeated tradition ties us to the memories and conversations we have had in the same place year after year and builds a legacy of values and faith.

Why is it so important to us? Why did I go to the extra trouble of yet another special meal on yet another morning—especially when church offered doughnuts? Because we are building pathways in our hearts and brains that connect us to thousands of hours spent over years in this way, reminding all of us what we believe and cherish together, what we hold dear, what keeps us faithful through one more table and one more pancake shared over many times of consuming pancakes and French Toast.

Training Children to Faithfulness (Our Family Way #12 and Podcast!)

Way # 12 We take care of what we have, using it responsibly.

Memory Verse

“He who is faithful in a very little thing is faithful also in much; and he who is unrighteous in a very little thing is unrighteous also in much." Luke 16:10

"Mama, I want to move to New York City. I have a scholarship to New York Film Academy, and I would love to go, but I need your blessing." I never dreamed of sending my children to New York City when they were 19. However, one of the life principles of our family was that if our children were faithful in small things, we would broaden their arenas to bigger places.

Practicing faithfulness in small tasks would prepare them to be faithful in bigger responsibility. Practicing letting our children work beside us, engage in our work, learn to rule over their own lives with decisions and work prepares them to think of themselves as responsible. Having a self-image of being responsible is developed by a life-time of training, day by day.

Part of the daily task of a mom is to teach her children character, responsibility and the stewardship of taking care of all that God has placed into our hands. Part of that process is helping our children picturing themselves as responsible for the world, for sharing the gospel, for the way they invest their time, for stewarding money and for taking care of their relationships.

Learning by real life practices makes more impression on us as well as our children—far more than lecturing them or giving them advice. Engaging in real life builds our self-image.

Many areas of life can become training grounds for children. One area Joy loved learning responsibility in was gardening. When she was a small child, I  brought her with me into my garden when I planted roses, cultivated irises and daffodils, and made our yard beautiful. Though it is very hard to grow plants and flowers at 7300 feet altitude and on the rock base of our land, which is basically a mountain, I have attempted to grow many different plants. I love flowers and am determined to keep trying until I make the perfect garden!

Each year I would take my children, but especially Joy, with me and have them do the work by my side. Now, Joy is still inclined to plant her own garden each year because she gained an appetite for creating beauty, through me training her to be a steward of our home and garden. Even when she returned from college over the years, one of the first things she would do was to buy herbs, tomato plants and a few cutting flowers to plant. The training and breathing into her of these appetites have formed a pattern in her heart for being a steward of beauty.

So it is with other areas. Reaching out to our neighbors to love them and share God's love with our children in tow gives our children a sense of stewardship for ministry.

Giving our children a jar to save their loose change in, builds up to whole jar full, that they can choose where it will be used in giving to missions trains them to feel a responsibility to help support church and missions as an adult.

Counseling our children a million times to make peace with a sibling or helping them learn to work hard with the family to ready the house for out of town company builds a self-image of “I am responsible to be faithful to serve others. It is what “Clarkson” do.

How can you bring your children into the areas you faithfully cultivate and steward today? As you train them to be faithful in their small corner of the world, their capacity and stewardship will also grow as they become better prepared for all that God will call them to as world changers for his Kingdom.

What you teach, model, and practice for your children is what they are most likely to value when they grow up. Give them small ways to be faithful, so they can become strong in exercising bigger stewardship muscles when they are adults.

Faithfulness does not happen all at once, as with other character qualities. And none of my children were perfectly faithful—it takes time to get a concept, train it, explain it and model it. They all grow imperfectly but it is a growing towards the ideal. When we see that they have a sense of their own personal call to be faithful inside, then we know they are ready to extend mature wisdom in making “faithful” decisions in their own personal lives.

Nathan did go to New York, he had a great year, made wonderful friends and came out with his faith intact. He was faithful at home to have integrity with his friends, to work at a job, to go to church and to make wise choices. His learning to practice faithfulness in front of us gave him and us an objective way to evaluate whether we should approve his decision to move to New York as a young man. He passed the test at home, and we were free to trust him to a bigger arena. Remember:

“He who is faithful in a very little thing is faithful also in much; and he who is unrighteous in a very little thing is unrighteous also in much."

The Urgency of Rest & Restoration & Podcast

Sometimes, Prince Jesus comes to me most personally when I am resting and choosing to be still.

Sometimes, Prince Jesus comes to me most personally when I am resting and choosing to be still.

I was talking to my son, Joel, on the phone today. “I am tired down to my toenails,” I quipped when he asked how I was doing. When we are drained on a regular basis by our family, spouse, friends, circumstances, we sometimes begin to see ourselves reacting in unhealthy ways. Sometimes anger or grumpiness at the smallest things, or crying and feeling sad or just feeling like we will never be able to complete the tasks that are in front of us.

Sometimes, when we have piles of responsibility on our plate, we start to place a lot of energy, worry and fear into the issues of our lives and fret. The last thing that seems productive when life is busy is to rest. Yet, rest may very well be the most strategic thing to do if we have a busy, full and demanding life.

Yet, I have learned that in the marathon of life, if I don’t take care of myself when I am depleted, life will get even harder.

In light of my past very busy years, I have observed that I have not lived a “Sabbath Rest” life. I have not made time for weekly slowing down (sometimes family circumstances seem to make this impossible), and I have not placed margin in my life to refresh. It is a commitment of mine to take care of myself. So after a very rigorous few weeks, I have decided I may have to go “Dark” for just a bit—at least, I may have to take some time off from ministry and commitments to be able to stay healthy in the long run.

Oddly, our whole family has been plagued with respiratory infections and asthma, one after the other, as well as a bout with the stomach flu. So, dear friends, I will be back eventually—(Maybe!)—but I have prepared some podcasts for you and some articles. Pray for me to have space to refresh and renew, as that I have so much I want to do in the future and want to hear God’s priorities.

The following is from some thoughts I have shared before about why we need to make time to take care of ourselves. Hope you can apply it to your own life.

If we do not practice a habit of a restful life, we will end up with serious illness, exhaustion, bad attitudes and fist shaking faith aimed heavenly.

As I have said before, "Fretting leads only to evil doing."

God put Sabbath Rest into the weeks of our lives with a purpose. I have found that when I believe and engage my heart in the goodness of God's character, and put out of my mind, after praying, all that I am carrying and just seek to be still and find joy, I see the miracles bubbling up slowly, surely, as He, my Father, delights to provide.

However, a Martha heart is want to see the miracles, as she is so busy living in the whirlwind of her own meek provisions, she loses all hope and becomes a wretched nag.

The more exhausted I am with life, the more tense, grumpy and tight I become and it spills all over everyone else.

Finding myself at a juncture of exhaustion from giving all that I had last weekend (Thursday-Sunday) to the sweet, wonderful  women in my home, I find that somehow when I try to figure out all of the responsibilities of the next few months, which are huge, I am tempted to be overwhelmed.

Yet, from so many times like this in the past, I have learned a secret. My Prince Jesus comes to me at just the right time, but like the story of Sleeping Beauty, the prince comes, not when she is searching the horizon, pounding her fists, running the floor, but when she is doing nothing but resting.

Resting in Him, choosing peace and putting off responsibilities and recreating is sometimes such grand medicine for my soul, that after choosing to rest and to invest in fun and love and ease of life, my strength is renewed and all issues are able to be faced with grace. I know September is coming, but I will face it with courage if I rest today.

And so today, my plan is to go back to bed, to pace leisurely through the pathway of Monday, to sip and really taste my coffee, to just sit and listen to my sweet girls, and focus on the beauty of their light filled eyes, to stay in comfy clothes all day, to read and pray, and then maybe to rest again, because I know that while I am resting, my Prince is already coming to my rescue.

Peace, be still, the Lord is near.