Friday, December 31, 2010

Building a House

For a while now I have wanted to compile the important House posts in one spot. I figured this would be good for people new to my blog who might be interested in knowing about our journey of building a house. But it turns out, it's a good idea for me - so I can see what our journey looks like. Very appropriate for New Year's Eve, too. A little jog down memory lane, so to speak. And a reminder of what kind of a ride we've been on...

House Plans 101

Sometime after this, we came to expect a new baby. Pregnancy + a new baby = fewer house updates and fewer pictures. There were some blogs about me having a hard time adjusting to the fact that progress on the house wasn't exactly what I'd had in mind...

In September '10, Edwin was born.. and the house continued to come right along...

Clearly we need a new update. Brad continues to work out there and is making progress on the electrical. My new mantra: 2011 is our year!! :)

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Happy Holidays!

Happy In-Between Week! It’s the week between Christmas and New Years. For some, this means back to work. But for others, it means a great time to catch up with friends or work on uncovering your home after the deluge of Christmas presents and piling-up of laundry. For us moms, it means when our kids complain that they are bored, we remind them for the hundredth time of the army of gifts waiting for their attention.

First of all, can we all agree that it should be illegal for Christmas to land on a weekend..!? It is not helpful when trying to schedule family gatherings and it means less time off work. This year, with 3 kids, and 3 Christmases in one day, it was especially ridiculous. Actually, our family did great considering the craziness, but it was a lot. I vote Christmas is always on a weekday. Unfortunately, next year will be worse when Christmas Eve AND Christmas Day will both be on the weekend. Bummer.

Well, I s’pose that’s one more thing I have no control over. We’ll have to get creative next year to make it less stressful. Which means those who cling to tradition will be annoyed. But this year it was so clear to me that I would like at least a half a day doing Christmas with just my husband and kids. No computer, no traveling – just us – there to enjoy each other and the joy that comes with Christmas morning. And I want to get together with all the family too, and have a relaxing Christmas celebration with them. Brad and I both come from big extended families. Not only are they big, but they are close. Like, we love each other. So we are still trying to do all these Christmases.

We will just do what we can do. It means tough choices sometimes. I’m starting to see the value in a good old summertime cookout where we get together and enjoy each other. Maybe it doesn’t have to be at Christmas.

Didn’t I just this season write about how Christmas changes, but God doesn’t? When God reminded me of this fact back in November, I did not know how different this Christmas would feel. Every year it IS different. But I need to embrace the reasons why – more beautiful healthy children (biggest reason), new houses, different foods, getting older. These things are good things! They are not reason for complaint – they are reason for celebration.

I hope you can look back on your Christmas weekend and find some good in the change. And I hope you can look ahead to a New Year weekend, and make a resolution to embrace it. Happy Holidays!

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

The Perfect Santa Gift

I don’t know if you can relate, but for the last 24 hours I’ve been a little stressed out about Christmas. To be clear, I LOVE Christmastime. I love the music, I love buying gifts, I even enjoy the crazy shopping. But I suppose that doesn’t mean there won’t be a little stress involved.

My current crisis is twofold – I spent too much money and I’m sick about it. That’s the first part. I thought I was doing ok. But then it got out of control. So here I am. Secondly, I’m not happy with Sophie’s Santa gift. And there’s nothing worse than spending too much money and not being happy with what the money was spent on.

So just yesterday (4 days before Christmas), Brad and I come up with the perfect gift for her – I mean the idea. But it’s too late in the game. I just don’t have time to go looking all over town for it, and they are more expensive than we realize. Yet I’m racking my brain trying to figure out how we can get our hands on something like this.

I’ve been spending a lot of energy on worrying about Sophie’s Santa gift. Maybe because she is so close to growing out of this. She is at this age where she is kindof too old for a lot of things, but not really old enough for others. And with her birthday so close to Christmas, it makes things a little more complicated.

It might be time for me to admit that I get a little obsessive about Christmas presents. I haven’t really faced up to the reality that I view gift giving as a kind of challenge to find ‘the perfect gift.’ That isn’t to say that this is what happens with everyone’s gift. Far from it. But when I come up with an idea for someone that I think is really good, I might go a little far obsessing over it. And it makes sense that I would do this with my kids.

And when I feel that I am completely clueless – as I do with Sophia – I get frustrated. I start throwing money at the problem and that is not really the solution.

Yesterday we took Sophie and some of her friends to a children’s museum for her birthday. On the way up I asked the girls what they want for Christmas. Sophie’s response was something that she had previously not mentioned, but something I should have figured out – horse stuff. She specifically mentioned ‘a horse that you paint.’

Ok. This would have been helpful a month ago. Later on it occurs to Brad and I that it would be super cool if we got her a barn or stable for her horses. Oh man, that would be great. And yes, it would have been great if we’d known and Brad could have BUILT HER ONE!!! Geez. We have 4 days.

So I was close to breaking down last night over this. (It sounds ridiculous, as I listen to myself now.) I mean, I’m sure it’s everything... and this is just the last straw. The money, too much running, 3 kids – and lets face it: the pressure put on MOMS to make Christmas happen for their family.

This morning Brad calls me and says he’s at Big R. “They have the horse. They have one left. Should I get it? It’s $12.99.” I can’t help but laugh a little. $12.99. Will $12.99 bring as much happiness as I suspect it will? “Yes, get it. Please, get it. And look for barns while you’re there.”

After we get off the phone I think, What if Sophie’s Santa gift is only $12.99? It probably doesn’t matter to her. It probably doesn’t matter to her whether it’s more or less than I spent on Clare. As I walk thru the living room and glance over at our small but happy Christmas tree, all lit up with presents surrounding it… my kids playing on the floor… Sophie singing a made up Christmas song in innocence – it probably doesn’t matter. The magic isn’t about how much. In fact, it isn’t even about whether it’s the perfect gift. She won’t know the difference whether we find her a barn or not. She has mentioned many things that she would like to have, and she will be getting most of them from us or grandmas.

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The other day Sophie and were talking about how we are going to fit in all our Christmases. When will we open our gifts?, what time will we go to Mimi’s? - stuff like that. We started reminiscing about what we’ve done in the past. “I hope we have a big snow storm and we have to go to Mimi’s Christmas Eve like one year,” she says. “Remember when we got up early and had breakfast and opened our presents with Daddy and then went to Mimi’s? That was fun too…” It wasn’t about the gifts. It wasn’t about the surprise. It was about us. It was about people. Even for my kids.

I opened up Jill’s blog this morning – Jill Savage from Hearts-at Home. Her message was simply sharing a piece of God’s word. Here it is.

“God’s miracles are staggering, His wonders are surprising. His kingdom lasts and lasts, His sovereign rule goes on forever.”
Daniel 4:3 The Message

God’s miracles… His kingdom… His rule. While my little problems can easily run my world, there is a big God that could be running it instead. And this is His big celebration.

It’s about what we make it about. What am I focused on? There’s a lot of pressure on us Moms to make Christmas happen for our families. I’m going to start praying that I can make Christmas about love and people, for my kids, this year. I’m going to stop freaking out about this, and take a chill pill. It’s fine. I’ll figure this out. I’ll get everything done that has to get done. And I’ll make a point to enjoy the time we will spend together… perfect gifts, or not.

Monday, December 20, 2010

Monday's Mom Moment

Realizations the Weekend Before Christmas

1. Sophie is now 7. Which means she is almost too old for much of the child "technology" - like Leap Frog games. She is on the edge of all categories and I have no idea what Santa can bring her that will really be good.

2. Clare would be happy with almost anything in the store.

3. Edwin is an amazing baby that was perfectly happy all day shopping with me, as long as I paid a little attention to him.

4. Brad gets the same results that I do when he stays home all day long with the girls.

5. When I think back to Christmases growing up, I don't remember the gifts from Santa as much as I remember our Christmas tree, the music we listened to, and all the laughing.

6. I want that for my kids.

7. I spent too much. But I also could have spent way more.

8. I can't wait to be done shopping.

9. If you're patient and try to be positive, the week-before-Christmas-shopping-experience can be decent.

10. Also, if you spend 2 hours in Meijer on Sunday afternoon while everyone else is doing their running around, you miss the worst of it.

11. I love Christmas music.

12. I ONLY HAVE 41/2 DAYS!!

Friday, December 17, 2010

Ode to My Sophia

Birthdays are a good excuse - and a good reason - to focus in on one kid. I appreciate that today is Sophie's day and, as such, gives me an opportunity to really think about how blessed we are that she is ours.

Of course there is the usual "I can't believe she's 7." Although this year it does seem a little different. I mean, 7? Really? That's a long time. J

But also I'm thinking more just about who she is as a person. And I'm focusing in on the good stuff. It's hard not to feel a little sorry for her - she has some of her teeth and is missing others; and she's growing out her bangs. So it's a rather awkward stage for her. But her confidence doesn't seem too shaken. I love that she has her own sense of style and is not afraid to go with it. She wears outfits I would not have attempted, and does things to her hair I have not thought of. And frequently it looks fabulous. She is clearly an artist, though she is less confident about that idea. But I think it's clear and I love it.

She is smart and sassy. This gets her in trouble, but often it's spot-on. Her wit and wisdom frequently impress me. I hate when she argues with me, but sometimes she makes a good point and gets me thinking twice bout my own behavior.

She loves loves loves her siblings, especially when Clare is in a good mood. J She appreciates Clare's hilarious personality, and she values our family.. as a family. She can't help but love to teach - and learn. She really likes to be in charge and I can't blame her one bit. She has great ides and I just wish I had enough money to carryout half of them.

She is certainly growing up. Besides being a head taller than many of her friends, she is thoughtful and dramatic. These are two qualities that I expect will only get stronger. And when I say thoughtful, I mean she thinks about things. She asks questions and wants to figure stuff out.

7 years ago I had no idea how my life was about to change - you never do, right? And today I'm not going to think about my regrets - what I should have done when she was this or that. That doesn't do her any good. Today I'm going to celebrate her, treat her like the gift she is, and make sure she knows who loves her. Thank you, God, for Sophia.

(Who, by the way, has decided she prefers "Sophie.") J

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Monday's Mom Moment

I want to start a regular Monday post called Monday's Mom Moment. Over the course of the week I'll record those special moments, like when your daughter tells your in-laws that though the baby is very capable of lifting his legs high into the sky while laying on his back, when Mommy tried it she could only get her feet "like an inch off the ground." Thanks, Soph. :)

I'm posting this week's today because yesterday was a snowday. And also because I don't want to wait a week and then forget. :) Let's seize the moment, shall we?

So I guess today we get two, because I want to share another Sophie moment from this week. We love the show Modern Family, and we watch it with our kids. Sometimes, if the topic is too much for them, we'll save it for when they are in bed; but frequently it's fine. So we were watching last weeks together and at one point Clare turns to me with a big grin and kindof a laugh and goes, "She has two dads!"

Yep. Yes, she does.

"Yep. Some people have two dads," I say measuring my words.

Sophie pipes up, "Some people have three!"

"No. No, I don't think people usually have three dads, Sophie."

She lost no time in arguing with me. "Yes, Mom. They do." And she pointed up. "Their Father in Heaven! That makes three."

Have a great week. And as Sophie would say, don't forget about your other dad.

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Bold Thankfulness

In Acts 4, the priests and rulers brought Peter and John before a council and questioned them. They were mad about how they were proclaiming the power of Christ and how many people were believing and following them.

When Peter and John returned from this ‘inquiry,’ they shared with their own people what had been said. They knew their well-being was threatened, but they knew the Truth. Together the people prayed, and the title for this segment of Acts 4 is “The Believer’s Prayer.”

They acknowledge to God that He is amazing and all powerful, yet people and governments tend to stand against Him. Of course this is a fresh wound considering how recently the government had conspired against Jesus. Then they ask the Lord to “enable your servants to speak your word with great boldness. Stretch out your hand to heal and perform miraculous signs and wonders through the name of your holy servant Jesus.”

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I’ve been reading our Mom’s Bible Study book that we are going thru this year – Growing Grateful Kids by Susie Larson. We read it during class, but I figured it would be good to re-read some of it at home without all the distractions. So the first part is called “Model Thankfulness,” and I couldn’t have picked it up at a better time. The past few weeks have been riddled with worry over the cost of our health insurance and angst over appliances that need to be fixed or replaced. Add to that typical Christmas craziness, and the result is me using the word “stupid” in front of my 3 year old way too much. The magnitude of my negativity was discovered when we were sitting in traffic the other day and my children mirrored it. Mom had graciously agreed to go shopping with us and traffic was a bit much. For some reason we had to sit in a long line of cars in a turning lane for what seemed like forever. I didn’t mind – Mimi and I were having a heated discussion about how much our insurance costs – but my children fed off of the tension in our voices and started shouting out their contempt for the cars in front of us. “WHAT is going on here?!” One of them called out in frustration. “Why are we SIIIITTTTINGGGG here?!” Their insults cut into my soul, knowing that my own dissatisfaction had instructed them.

“No, you guys, it isn’t a big deal. We can be patient. We are not in a hurry.” I tried to talk them out of their bad attitude, but it was too little too late. This isn’t to say that my kids are always crabby, but how they deal with something as simple as traffic is a reflection of my current survival strategy. And I hate that.

Susie Larson talks at length in this book about perspective. We have plenty to be upset about. But we have just as much, probably more, to be happy about. How we approach our day and our battles, is largely a matter of attitude. She shares a time when her family’s financial situation was such that she didn’t have much to offer her kids for breakfast. She was sad and tired of asking people for help. All she had in the cupboard was an “almost-empty box of pancake mix.” Something inside her inspired her to overcome her heavy heart and make this morning a morning of thankfulness – not a morning of grief. So she made this ONE big pancake, gathered her boys around, and put a candle in it. She told them they were celebrating how blessed they were that day – the sun was bright, her husband was at work, and God was providing for their needs. Her young boys didn’t hesitate to follow her lead, thanked God and gobbled up their special pancake.

And here are my girls yelling at holiday traffic.

The thing that Larson comes back to over and over, is that you can’t teach your children to be grateful, unless YOU are grateful. You can’t teach your children to have the heart of a servant, unless they have an example to follow. You can’t teach your children to trust God, unless YOU are trusting God.

She acknowledges that we will not be perfect parents. We will not always trust; we will not always know what to say; we will mess this up good. But we have to recognize the formula here. And if we want our kids to be grateful and trusting, we will have to undergo a transformation in our own lives.

Bring it on.

I want that! I want to be a Mom that can model these things for her kids! But it isn’t as easy as flipping a switch. Being thankful out loud seems unnatural. I am trying to implement some of her ideas, but it feels forced and I’m not good at memorizing scripture to pull out of my ear at the perfect time when my kids (and I) need to hear it.

So I feel drawn to The Believer’s Prayer when they ask God to “enable your servant to speak your word with great boldness” (Acts 4:29). I need that. I’m trying to be positive and talk to my kids about all we have to be thankful for. This morning I encouraged the girls to tell me one thing that was going to be good about their day. Sophie looked at me like I was nuts. But I persevered and we all came up with something to look forward to. The other night I tried to discuss our blessings at the dinner table. It was short-lived, but did lead to a great talk that Sophie and her dad had about a fun project she is working on at school. Maybe sometime this week I can share with them the verse I’ve been leaning on the last few weeks: “I lift up my eyes to the hills – where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.” Psalm 121:1

Lord, there are so many distractions and we are so busy these days. Somehow remind me constantly to trust you with my day and my worries. Fill me up with the Holy Spirit and inspire me with your words, and encouragement for my children, and for everyone with whom I speak. Change my heart, Lord, to reflect what you have done for me. And let my perspective be pleasing to you. Amen.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

The Same God

Sometimes it’s not about doing. It’s about enjoying. It’s about living in the moment – in the Savior’s arms. It’s about relishing the fact that Faith Alone is what saves. It’s about holding on to the truths about our God. Because no matter how much Christmas seems different this year – way earlier, more expensive, too many places to go – our God NEVER changes. He is the same God that sent us his son as that tiny baby over 2,000 years ago.

Thanksgiving weekend I was honored to present a devotion to a group of women that gathered at our church for our first annual Advent by Candlelight. My good friend Christine shared this idea with us (and planned and coordinated it) and it goes something like this: The Sunday night of Thanksgiving, towards the beginning of Advent, the women gather together for a night of reflection and refreshment. A variety of women in the church are asked to “host” a table, which means they can decorate it however they like, bring a dessert to share, and make nice with the guests. J Some live music by the talent we have locally, a devotion, and some Christmas carols make the night complete. You can see how a church can personalize a night like this. You can also see how this can get pretty girly. But it’s good. The Christmas season demands a lot from women, and it makes sense for us to get together and lift one another up.

At first I was tempted to make my devotion a practical list of to-do’s. We ARE really busy. How can we keep our focus on Jesus during this season? But thankfully, Christine reminded me that it doesn’t always have to be about a checklist. In fact, it probably shouldn’t be. It can just be a night to enjoy. A night to be filled up. And then we can leave and hopefully our cup will be overflowing and it will help us get thru the next few weeks.

Every little bit helps.

So the Holy Spirit directed me in this way – not a to-do list. Just a solid couple of minutes in the word and some reflection on that. I want to share the devotion with you, and maybe God can use it for you too. He certainly spoke to me. And I am so honored that He did.

The devotion is based on the following scripture:

I Samuel 1:3-17, 2:1-10

Luke 1:26-38

It’s CHRISTMASTIME!!

I’ve always loved Christmas. I’m blessed to have grown up with wonderful Christmases. But as I’ve grown older and become a mother to 3 children, Christmas has changed a lot. As my brothers and brothers-in-law have married and they have families of their own.. Christmas continues to change.

Because things like the holidays don’t stay the same, it can be a difficult time of year for people. So often we wish we could go back to when Christmas was pure and holy. To a time in our childhood when it was simple and comforting.

As adults, as women during this season, we can sometimes get awfully distracted by the long lines and long lists. By the family calendar and the family drama. It’s easy for us to let all of this shadow the joy that should be had in these few weeks in December.

I’m so blessed to have friends who keep me positive. They get excited about things like Black Friday and Christmas tree decorating! They share their excitement about what they found for their daughter or their husband or their mom. They CELEBRATE the fabulous deal they found on that special gift. And they sing Christmas songs while making the 30th dozen of Christmas cookies.

Thank goodness for women who keep me positive and help me to keep the joy in Christmastime. Christmas HAS changed a lot, but our GOD – whose season this really is – does NOT change. And if there is anything we can focus on this season, anything we want to try to remember in the midst of the chaos – that is it. He is the same God that He WAS, is NOW, and will be forever.

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Way back in the Old Testament, I Samuel starts off with the story of Hannah. She desperately wanted a child... and it didn’t help that the OTHER wife – Peninnah – had children and would frequently throw this in the face of Hannah. Eventually, her grief led her to “pour out her soul to the Lord.”

She must have looked like a wreck. She had been crying and hadn’t been eating and she finally just broke down and laid it all before HIM – at the feet of her Lord. We know she must have looked awful, because Eli thought she was drunk, the way her mouth was moving... but she wasn’t actually saying anything... and she obviously wasn’t paying attention to anything other than her despair and her desperate cry for help.

After explaining her situation to Eli, he comforts her with “Go in peace, and may the God of Israel grant you what you have asked of him.”

Many of us can relate to Hannah’s grief, to her desperation. Many of us have felt the pain of emptiness one way or another, until finally we break down before our God and get honest with Him about our desires and our hurt.

He IS listening.

He was listening to Hannah.

Chapter 1, verse 24: “After he was weaned, she took the boy with her, young as he was, along with a 3 year old bull, and ephah of flour, and a skin of wine, and brought him to the house of the Lord at Shiloh. When they had slaughtered the bull, they brought the boy to Eli, and she said to Eli, ‘As surely as you live, my Lord, I am the woman who stood here beside you praying to the Lord. I prayed for this child and the Lord granted me what I asked of Him. So now I give him to the Lord.”

He was listening to Hannah.

Now, let’s be clear about something. I suspect – that when Hannah was dreaming of having a family, I doubt this was her vision. I’ll bet when she daydreamed about having a child, she had plans to watch her children grow – from a front row seat. I suspect she’d planned to nurture and feed and comfort her children as they grew into young adults and went off into the world. Not visit them once a year.

I’ll be this wasn’t really the sort of thing Hannah had in mind for herself when she married – years of an empty womb; painful words from the women in her household; and desperate prayers to her God.

But after all of this, and then GIVING birth to her baby boy and watching him grow – knowing she will fulfill her promise to her God – her perspective has changed.

Nothing is the same as it was. And she sees things differently now. We know this because of her song of praise.

Hannah’s prayer reflects this new perspective – she has a perspective focused on God. It isn’t about her anymore, or her precious son – it’s about the God that has lifted her up, from a place of disgrace to a place of honor. When she talks about the arrogant, she is talking about Peninnah – but she’s giving it to God. She understands that God works in mysterious ways, often not as we expect. And in fact, using what seems bad, for good. Genesis 50:20, “You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done.”

Her prayer’s focus, is that God is ultimately the one in charge. But it also reflects that He is NOT a DISTANT God ruling from afar. But He is hands-on – “raising the poor from the dust and lifting the needy from the ash heap.” This same God, who provides for the humble, is the ultimate authority... and her last verse prophetically looks ahead to his ultimate plan: This God, “He will give strength to His king and exalt the horn of His anointed.”

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Fast forward nearly 1100 years. It has been almost 430 years since the last word from God had been spoken by an Old Testament prophet.

There’s a young girl, who is planning a wedding.

And the last thing she needs is a baby.

But an angel comes to see her and says, “Greetings, you who are highly favored! The Lord is with you!”

And Mary is scared and confused right from the start and thinks ‘and what kind of greeting might that be?’

She seems suspicious.

So the angel explains that she should not be afraid – that the Lord has found favor with her, and she will give birth to a child, to whom God will give the throne of David.

Somehow – by the grace of God, surely – Mary takes it all in and says “I am the Lord’s servant. May it be as you have said.”

She is an obedient girl.

And she probably quickly realizes, the control is not in her hands.

Ever since I started paying attention, I have been intrigued with how Mary handles all of this. Maybe because she is a woman, like us. Maybe because I like character development.

What must she be thinking?

This had to seem crazy to her.

But she heard what he said – her son was to rule over the house of Jacob forever. He will be great.. He will be called the Son of the Most High.

Surely seeking some degree of reality, she quickly heads out to see Elizabeth. All these things must be rushing around in her head on the way there. She’s trying to make sense of it. Could it be real? Is this really happening to me?

She finally arrives, and greets Elizabeth.

And before another word can be said, Elizabeth is filled with the Holy Spirit and even the child within her responds with praise. Elizabeth is much older than Mary and more than likely someone she can trust. Luke 1:6 says both Elizabeth and her husband were upright in the sight of God.

So she comes in and immediately Elizabeth responds, “Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the child you will bear! But why am I so favored, that the mother of my Lord should come to me? As soon as the sound of your greeting reached my ears, the baby in my womb leaped for joy. Blessed is she who has believed that what the Lord has said to her will be accomplished!”

Mary’s response must have been relief and joy. Oh, good – someone who knows!! Someone who won’t think I’m crazy! Wait! Someone to reaffirm what the angel said!

Mary is overcome with comfort in Elizabeth’s words and suddenly realizes what all this means.

And Mary said,

“My soul glorifies the lord and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior,

for he has been mindful of the humble state of his servant.

From now on all generations will call me blessed,

for the Mighty One has done great things for me – holy is His name.

His mercy extends to those who fear him,

from generation to generation.

He has performed mighty deeds with his arm; he has scattered those who are proud in their inmost thoughts.

He has brought down rulers from their thrones, but has lifted up the humble.

He has filled the hungry with good things, but has sent the rich away empty.

He has helped his servant Israel, remembering to be merciful to Abraham and his descendants forever, even as he said to our fathers.”

This is the same God that comforted Hannah..

This is the same God that kept Rahab safe from the Israelites..

That comforted Naomi when she lost her husband and both of her sons..

And led Ruth to a new land, a new husband, and a place in the line of the chosen one.

This is the same God whose touch healed the crippled and the blind

men, women, and children

who dared to believe in Him.

The same God who gives living water to the thirsting woman at the well..

Who teaches Mary and Martha

and comforts them.

Who stands before a weeping Mary Magdalene

and sends her off to share the good news of his Resurrection, of His Life.

This same God is waiting for us to turn to Him.. His arms open wide, welcoming us with all of our faults, with all of our questions, with all of our sin.

He’s listening when we turn to him and pray for Joy, in the midst of chaos, when we are hungry, and seek to be filled with good things.

When we are feeling lonely

or overwhelmed..

Because we have been waiting in line for hours in Target

or we are searching for a joyful heart because we were fighting traffic all day long,

or desperate for patience as we try to get our 3 children to sit still for just one decent Christmas card picture! J

This is the same God,

who is listening,

answering,

comforting,

LOVING

us this Christmas

as He has so many Christmases before.

Matthew 1:23

“Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call him name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us.”

Thursday, December 2, 2010

The To-Do List

Today on Proverbs 31 Ministries, Lysa writes a devotional about being real with people about what Jesus has done in our lives.

I need to be real with Jesus today, about how unfocused I’ve become this week.

Wasn’t it only Sunday night that I joined with a large group of women from my church and relished the Christmas message? Wasn’t it just last week that we celebrated Thanksgiving and all we have to be thankful for? Shouldn’t I BE FOCUSED on what is important right now?

But I’m not. How quickly the message goes in one ear and out the other; crowded out by my to-do list. I predicted this in Sunday night’s devotional. I identified the realities that overwhelm our Christmas season and make it hard to celebrate what Christmas is all about. And just like that: I’m there.

The cell phone breaks, the oven is on the fritz, my cough won’t go away, the bank account is shrinking, there are meetings and calls to make, the girls need new clothes, the baby has a well-check appointment, and the laundry is ridiculous... my list is endless.

It’s like your list. I’m not whining about all I have to do. This is my life. I love it! I love that I have an oven and a cell phone. I love that my girls are growing and I need to find them some new clothes. I love that my baby lives in a country where I can get him vaccinated. I know Brad makes enough money to support us and our bank account will be just fine.

It’s just that... Well, it’s like the sign I saw in a store yesterday: “Life is what happens when you’re making other plans.” There is so much going on... so much to think about. I found last night I couldn’t go to sleep because I was still on auto-drive. And time in the Word? Ha! Not even close.

Lysa wrote something else in her devotional today:

And don't fret trying to figure out how to arrange the perfect situation… Just tell Jesus you are willing. He's very capable of handling all the details. Our job is obedience. God's job is results.

I’m glad that’s God’s job and not mine.

Lord, I am REALLY unfocused on you right now. Things are already getting a little out of hand, here and it’s only December 2. I need you to step in RIGHT NOW and get me right with you. I need to be motivated to look to you first, before I look at my to-do list every morning. I need to pray before AND after I go into Target (or whatever store), that I can be positive, responsible with our money, and a witness of your love and patience – with my kids and everyone else I interact with. Lord I know you can make these things happen. I’m handing things over to you.

Amen.