Happy Mother's Day!

So far Mother’s Day weekend has had its ups and downs. We had to run some errands yesterday and Maren was not amused. She refused to get her haircut and screamed all through the store.

When we got home she cried for a long time in her crib. I picked her up and laid down with her.
I was going to get back up when Mike left with the other kids for the annual “Mother’s Day Craft”. All the guys and kids make something to hand out to the Mom’s at church. Last year it was corsages, this year: chocolates in hand- decorated bags. They practiced music and are using the kids as the Worship Team. After I laid down with Maren I fell asleep, didn’t wake up until I heard them come back 2 hours later! Awesome. I haven’t had a nap like that in years!

I got an ice cream maker. The kids had already spoiled the surprise but I still put on a good show. Now I have a good use for all the cream we take off our farm milk.

Waking up to hugs and homemade cards are great parts of Mother’s Day. After church I made egg salad sandwiches which most people did not appreciate and chased around a naked child. I cleaned up the mess. I broke up numerous fights involving a light sabre while Mike watched NASCAR. Mother’s Day can’t be perfect right? And although I like the feelings Mother’s Day brings, I want to feel this way EVERYDAY! I want to feel like there is nothing more important for me to do on this earth. I know that I just don’t always feel it.

As I was thinking about Mother’s Day, I was reminded of the passion God has given me for mothering. I am so thankful that God has blessed me with my wonderful, wild, imperfect, lovable kids and trusted me with the job of raising them to love Him. I am so thankful that He has transformed me through this job into a more humble, less selfish person: someone more like Him.

When Mother’s Day comes I am thankful for the time my Mom and Mother-in Law poured into me and Mike and the example our parents were (and are) to us.

And I’m thankful for you, because you are doing important work in the lives of your kids. As you pour your time, energy and love into them they are seeing the love of Jesus. The people around you may not notice, the world may think you are wasting your life and talent, but God knows. God cares. And God loves the work you are doing. That gives me just what I need to keep at it, to work as unto the Lord giving myself completely and humbly to Him, in thankfulness.

I think it’s so amazing that God uses examples from parenting and marriage in the Bible. He uses the things we know so well to drive home his point! Once you’ve nursed a baby and know how all-consuming that is, you get what God is trying to say here!

Isaiah 49:15-18
“Can a mother forget the baby at her breast
and have no compassion on the child she has borne?
Though she may forget, I will not forget you!
See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands;
your walls are ever before me.
Your sons hasten back,
and those who laid you waste depart from you.
Lift up your eyes and look around;
all your sons gather and come to you.
As surely as I live,” declares the Lord,
“you will wear them as ornaments;
you will put them on, like a bride.”

Even when we feel like we’ve been forgotten and left behind, there is One that has not forgotten. He has our names engraved on the palm of his hands. Isn’t that amazing?

So, Happy Mother’s Day! May you have a day filled with joy and family. And may you press on in your missionary adventures for His glory!

Gentleness

One night our kids were supposed to be cleaning up the toy room and they didn’t. Mike sat down and asked them what they thought they deserved. They all said they deserved to be punished. But Mike graciously pardoned them from their deserved fate.

Have you ever had the experience when you knew you were in trouble and were steeling yourself for an angry response? My attitude in those situations is usually “bring it on!” and I’ll harden my heart to protect myself. But there have been times when what I actually got was not harsh discipline but gentle grace and it breaks right through me.

Gentleness is a powerful thing. Gentleness is meekness, willing submission and rest in God.

There are a lot of images of Jesus’ gentleness in the Bible as a shepherd, healer and savior. I think my favorite story of Jesus showing gentleness is the story of The Adulterous Woman in John 8:1-11. Talk about having your sin hung out for the world to see! The Pharisees found a woman caught in the act and brought her out to have her stoned. They were more interested in trapping Jesus than punishing the woman. I suppose they thought they could kill two birds with one stone - so to speak. Anyway, Jesus starts writing something on the ground. And He says, "If any one of you is without sin, let him be the first to throw a stone at her." (John 8:7) Then he starts writing again! They began to turn and leave until only Jesus and the woman were left. And I can just imagine him helping her up and telling her "Then neither do I condemn you. Go now and leave your life of sin."

Can it get any better than that? He shuts down the Pharisees without saying a word!


And, even better, he offers us his gentleness.

Matthew 11:29
Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for you souls.

In this world full of hate and rage and anger, having Christ-like gentleness is beyond important. I am not sure we can win the world over to Christ by trying to out-protest, out-shout, or out-politicize others. But by showing the undeserved gentle grace of Christ people can see the life-changing love of that He offers.

1 Peter 3:15 offers some input that

But in your hearts set apart Christ as Lord. Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have. But do this with gentleness and respect.

Gentleness and meekness are not the way of our world, it’s another counter-cultural part of following Christ. The world says we should do the best for ourselves no matter what the cost. But Jesus shows us a different way and, from the looks of how things are going in the world so far, it’s a better way.

I’m not sure I could really classify myself as a naturally gentle person. When I think about gentleness, I think back to those first moments holding a brand new baby. All the emotions of joy, awe and tenderness. A precious new life that you softly caress a cheek and so much want to protect.

Although in my own family, those precious moments are giving way to two year old temper tantrums, school projects and baseball games. Don’t get me wrong, there are precious moments now too but I seem to always be giving direction, structure, discipline (which are all also needed). It doesn’t seem as natural to pour gentleness on to our family. But it’s still a vital part of what they need.

Mercy, grace and gentleness are avenues for pointing my kids to Christ. It’s such a powerful way to break through our hardness of heart and learn to love like Jesus.

And it’s powerful in drawing me closer to Him. In the face of all I do wrong, oh do I need his gentle grace!


Philippians 4:5
Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near.

Galatians 5:22-23
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.

Willing

I spent the day Saturday at a pastor's wives group I was invited to join by my friend Nicole. The ladies were great and I'm looking forward to getting to know them better over time. In the chapter we were working through, there was a large section on women in ministry. There's debate going on in some circles as to what role women should play in the church. We didn't really discuss it in much detail at our meeting and I do have an idea where I stand on the issue. But God impressed something more important on my heart during that day.

Am I willing to put aside my gifts, callings and talents for the Lord? Am I willing to pour out my gifts in the role I have with my family even if it is not noticed or praised by many?

I usually consider myself willing to use my gifts for the Lord in the way I want to. But, I want to be in control of where I serve. It’s easy to hide behind my gifts or talents by saying either I can’t do this or I can ONLY do that.

Since the beginning of time women have tried to grab control. Eve did it when she ate the fruit (Genesis 3:6-7). Sarah did it when she conspired to have a son through her servant (Genesis 16). Rebekah did it when she helped Jacob steal the birthright (Genesis 27). Rachel and Leah did it when they had a fertility battle to prove who could provide the most children to their husband (Genesis 29-30).

And I do it, all the time. A lot of times I think it's cultural. And that is partially true. Our culture has taught us that we can do anything, be anything, let nothing get in our way! From looking at Genesis, it seems that the desire to control things is simply a part of our sinful nature.

But I have found the most fulfilling freedom when I willingly let go. Letting go of my need for recognition, control, career (Maybe willingness includes giving up a career, taking a break, or keeping a job that you don't love because your family needs it) and callings has not been my way. God has had to humble me and show me HIS way.

Can I choose to follow the pattern of Christ in his willingness to make himself nothing. My purpose in this life is not to demand fulfillment. It’s to let Christ mold me into what he wants me to be: set apart and different, humble and gentle, seeking His glory, not my own.

By making less of myself, I make more of Jesus.






Philippians 2:1-11
¹If you have any encouragement from being united with Christ, if any comfort from his love, if any fellowship with the Spirit, if any tenderness and compassion, ²then make my joy complete by being like-minded, having the same love, being one in spirit and purpose. ³Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. ⁴Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others.
⁵Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus:
⁶Who, being in very nature^F5 God,
did not consider equality with God something to be grasped,
⁷but made himself nothing,
taking the very nature of a servant,
being made in human likeness.
⁸And being found in appearance as a man,
he humbled himself
and became obedient to death--
even death on a cross!
⁹Therefore God exalted him to the highest place
and gave him the name that is above every name,
¹⁰that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow,
in heaven and on earth and under the earth,
¹¹and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord,
to the glory of God the Father.

Not Me!

When I read about Not Me! Monday I figured I’d better get on board. Here are my unconfessions for the week!

I did not get out of the shower to find my youngest in the cupboard dumping out all the kool-aid and pudding packets she could find. And I definitely did not take a picture of it for my blog. That might make her think it was ok.

Upon hearing that one of the kids vomitted while I was gone, I did not think “I’m so glad I wasn’t here!” I would never do that.

I did not hear my girls talking about their school field trip to the circus. I did not hear one say, “The girls were dressed to inappropriately!” And the other one say, “Yeah, I could see one of their cheek butts!”

I did not have to take my screaming child out of church three times yesterday. I’m the pastor’s wife and I sit in the front row.

I did not eat ½ the pan of chocolate crunch brownies. I made them for my family and everyone knows that I DO NOT eat sugar anymore!

I did not make such a big fool of myself on the tennis court that my husband literally fell over laughing. After all, I am a good tennis player who has a lot of time to practice.

I did not leave my purse at the coffee shop after our tennis date. I didn’t have any kids to keep track of and I am always attentive to where my stuff is.

Upon returning from tennis and coffee, I did not pick up my two year old because she was crying in her crib and let her come watch T.V. with us. I would never do that because bedtimes and sleep schedules are important. And two year olds are not supposed to watch T.V.

I did not spell "hear" the wrong way and go back and fix it later.

Footprints in the Pudding

I don't think you could consider yourself a "christian home" in the 1970's unless you had a macrame wall hanging of the poem "Footprints in the Sand" (or those name plaques: Michelle- Godly Woman). But when I was in the shower yesterday Maren took matters into her own hands and did footprints in the pudding and kool-aid. I don't take long shower (anymore) and when I got in she was quietly reading herself "Goodnight Moon" on the couch. I came out to this.






Do you have any idea how hard it is to clean up Kool-Aid? It smears and stains everything. My hands and her feet are still red!



MMMM...anyone thirsty for kool-aid?


The funny thing is that I didn't get mad at all. The floor really needed to be washed anyway, along with the sink and tub. I'm not sure if I am growing more patient or just don't care anymore. During clean up, I decided I should start potty training her because really, what's one more big mess? She likes running around with no clothes on, so it's working out pretty well.

I've often wondered if I have lack of patience or anger issues. You know when the kids do stuff to freak you out or push your buttons and you snap. Maybe God is using Maren to help take the fight out of me, in a good way. The little things don't bother me as much. I'm too tired to get mad anyway. Not to say that I think it's OK for her to go in the cupboard and empty our stash of kool-aid and pudding, because clearly I don't. Those are two very precious commodities in this house. And yet, I didn't feel the need or desire to yell.

Maybe I should see if my parents still have our "Footprints in the Sand" wall hanging because I like to think that Jesus is carrying me at those moments, helping me not mess up. And through his grace giving me patience and gentleness to press on.

Days like yesterday momentarily cause me to want to run away, but I really don't. Tomorrow I have to be gone all day at a conference and I must say I don't want to go. I hate being gone and missing my messy, wild, somewhat disobedient, beautiful, wonderful, fun and loving kids.

Oh and just in case it's been 30 years since you read "footprints", here is a modern day, internet version.

One night a man had a dream. He dreamed
he was walking along the beach with the LORD.

Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene he noticed two sets of
footprints in the sand: one belonging
to him, and the other to the LORD.

When the last scene of his life flashed before him,
he looked back at the footprints in the sand.

He noticed that many times along the path of
his life there was only one set of footprints.

He also noticed that it happened at the very
lowest and saddest times in his life.

This really bothered him and he
questioned the LORD about it:

"LORD, you said that once I decided to follow
you, you'd walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during the most
troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why when
I needed you most you would leave me."

The LORD replied:

"My son, my precious child,
I love you and I would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffering,
when you see only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you."

Matthew 11:28-30
Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.